A Poem That Ends With The Word Sucker

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I could not see

the numbers on the wall

nor the numbers 

encircling the ball

 

Without the numbers

there would be no Math

which most people hate

anyway

 

Thus, they would cheer

its non-existence

Bosses would also love

the death of Math

 

It would enable them

to write paychecks

without numbers

—only words—

 

And it would say

Thanks for working, Sucker

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©  PAUL OLIVERIO  © 

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