An Ode To The Numbers
The Numbers have told
us the world will end soon
Four horseman will come unless we can
all become attune
For the sins of the world and the coming of
doom
Oh soon there will be a lot of gloom.
4 8 15 16 23 and
42
What do they really add up to?
Destruction and death, and
evil, too
For those on the island, and perhaps YOU!
Who
knows what powers these numbers hold?
From trigrams, hexagrams,
and binary of old
An equation predicts the worlds end I am told
Or
perhaps it just puts it on hold
Two people understand the
threat
And something got them all upset
One is French, her
team's fate she set
The other likes to eat a lot, I bet
Both
believe there is a curse
One believes in the curse the worse
It
led him into the jungle to find the first
But when he found the
other one he almost burst
She was shocked at this blubbering
mass
He just had to pass some gas
She sensed it, winced and let
it pass
The Numbers curse strikes again, it has
A battery
was gotten so they could set sail
Three men, a boy, and a pail
And
what use could that serve but to bail..
On a boat built without a
nail
The little boat with her crew made it fifteen
miles
Little did they know this was the beginning of their
trials
When they met the tailies, there were very few smiles
22,
now 19, now 5 tailies, but 1 will deceive by his wiles
