Two and two make four, Four and four eight, Is it destiny or fate.....? Nay..., Help, I'm stuck in a quagmire, Let me your intellect hire, To solve this conundrum.., Ho-Hum. The rewards are plum, When you b'come aware..., The base ten does at you stare, With the audacity of a lion. What then is this base ten, That makes me search the depths of my ken.., As an after thought I discover, That it's as flexible as rubber. My tribute to the sages of yore, Who coined this number store..., Which even today, It's benefits assay..., In abundance. Cheers...Base Ten then it is, That plugs us in, To the depths of the Universe. Whoa...Talk of a divine USB... And what I see.., Is Dante's divine comedy unfold, Better felt that told..., I aver.