Twelve plus twelve is twenty-four
Just one plus five plus twenty more
The sum a hearty five score:
but just a blink with him I adore.
The secrets are ours
all whispered in ears
from One who loves in power
Who speaks to those who hear
A cord of just two, no matter how twisted,
the fate of that cord is unsure and unlisted
But a cord of three strands is not easily broken,
The Third Strand so very much more than a token.