Poem #18 from Small Town Kid
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I learned to spell in small numbers
multiples of three
has five and one remainder
mul-tip-les-oft-hre-e
sometimes
I would mis-spell words deliberately
to keep the numbers neat
I do not like remainders-s
that was seven (four)
I gu-ess- it’s- ski-rti-ng o-n ob- ses-sio-n
bu-t I d-on’t- thi-nk t-hat- mat-ter-s to-o mu-ch
when I was small people used to think
that I was saying the words under my breath
moving my lips as children do when reading
but I was counting in threes
to the end of the word the line the page
spelling in small numbers
I so-met-ime-s do- it s-til-l
© Frank Prem 2009
Frank Prem Poetry 
Very interesting poem!
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Hi F-rit-z
Ye-s a s-tra-nge lit-tle obs-ess-ion I ha-d as- a yo-ung-ste-r
No-t th-at I- wou-ld d-o it -any-mor-e …
Ch-eer-s,
Fr-ank
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Eye bet you doo. I used to climb stairs 2 at a time, mam said it wasn’t lady like so I went to three lol…lively writing, loved it.
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Ha, yes and I mentally stretched and shrank words and sentences to make them fit the rule of threes – just like that!
That’s very cute, jumping two’s, then jumping threes.
Kiddie obsessions, hey?
Cheers,
Frank
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