It seems ye have gotten to two.
But 'twill never surpass digit ten.
For thou knowest now what I shall do:
I'll set it to zero again.
It's quite saddening, frightful, and sad
To extinguish this counting affair.
So I hope that ye don't become mad,
As thou art in a state of despair.
Though 'tis not what I ever commend,
We'll be counting right up to the end.