Pickled Smiles and Other Poems

Letter From A Number

I got a letter from a number, saying math made it cry.
I got a call from a word saying "This is Goodbye."
Then the number called the word and a party ensued.
I didn't want to go over as I didn't want to be rude.
So I had my own party and invited a noun.
Who brought along a king with a tooth for a crown.
When along came math and summed up all my woes
And a little while later, dropped nails on my toes.
Math told me this, and I'm sure that it's right.
"We're all of us equal, let's stop all this fight."
So we drove to the number, which is written on its house
And found out the news, that word was its spouse.
Oh how I long, for the days come before,
When I loved word and word loved me more.