If Love Was a Number

If love was a number,
would it be odd or even?
If you must choose,
Seven or eleven.

A ditty from the,
"Two, four, six, eight"
chanting about
"Who do we appreciate?"

We all have a number,
which we will choose.
Not ones or "Snake eyes"
stay with threes or twos.

The lines, in this babble
of words which I write,
are becoming idiotic,
this sleepiest night.

So off to bed, I will go
my words will be few.
Goodnight to you,
Farewell and adieu.