The Count

The Count

By Samuel A. Southworth

One is for eternity,

Two is for the trees,

Three is for modernity

And four is as you please. 

Five is for propinquity,

Six is never square,

Seven is ubiquity

While eight just doesn’t care.

Nine is always dressing,

Ten your mother knows—

Eleven is a blessing

And twelve knows where it goes. 

February 17th, 2026 in NH