Sunday, August 19, 2018

Harmonia Mundi


                                               

          A lucky number, a date, an hour,
          A log, a figure, and all that shall transpire;
          Luckiest number of all numbers, seven,
          Possibly God on the seventh day created Heaven;
          Yet, four is the number of evil,
          Lest we forget, six-six-six marks the devil;
          Number eight, the sign of infinity, 
          Whereas three, the mystery of Trinity;
          Of all the numbers in between, 
          There's no unluckier number than thirteen;
          Number one is the sign of a hero,
          Though nothing's ever gained by zero;
          Ten deserves two digits to make even,
          While adding a digit makes eleven; 
          The number five counts the hands and toes,
          The number nine makes a baseball team whole;
          The greatest number is one-hundred, you see,
          Times a thousand, you have plenty.   

              - John Hardesty 

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