There was once a lonely 6
Who lived with all the 9s
He was always bullied
For his minus three design
The 9s would throw mathematical
Enigmas out at him
“3 times 3 or 5 plus 4
Will never be your thing!”
6 would mope around all day
Adding and multiplying
Sometimes standing on his head
In hopes of becoming 9
But a solid 6 he stayed
Not budging to even 7
Despite using big numbers
Like 17 minus 11
Then one day a little girl
Came and sat at one of the desks
She was all of 6 years old
With 6 curls on her forehead
When the teacher asked her to
Choose her favourite number
She pointed to 6, and then counted it
Out on her little fingers
That special day the whole class drew
Pictures of the number 6
Amid bright flowers and super powers
On every page he skipped.
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