One is an apple,
Two is a bone,
Three is a riddle
When nobody’s home.Four is the center,
Five is the edge,
Six is for beetles,
Under the hedge.Seven is supple,
Eight is a light,
Nine is for daybreak,
But ten is for night.
the curvature of the Earth is overwhelmed by local noise
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One is an apple,
Two is a bone,
Three is a riddle
When nobody’s home.Four is the center,
Five is the edge,
Six is for beetles,
Under the hedge.Seven is supple,
Eight is a light,
Nine is for daybreak,
But ten is for night.
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