three, how I love thee
laughs of glee
and pads for knees
come in packs of three
minus one
oh no. woe woe! woe! oh no.
there's a bee on my toe
on my nose too
that's the real number
two, two two two for you
don't pee in my stew
or slaughter my ewe
cuz then I'd be one
alone and undone
run for it run
hide in a box
don't worry 'bout clocks
for you are but one
one one one
alone and undone


heheh. I'm not really sure where that came from...the depths of hell
maybe. or perhaps the valley of lodi. nobody will ever know, because I
got rid of the queenlord.
-kona

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Miraman, in the year 288 AF.