Skip Count by Sevens

The yard wanted a skip-count rhythm for the muster gate.

By sevens, said Spike. Soft claps. Honest number.

Suzy clapped: seven, fourteen, twenty-one, twenty-eight, thirty-five.

Five soft sevens. Not thirty-six for a magic bonus clap.

Adventure Cap wanted a magic bigger number. Care said stop at the honest total.

Thinking Cap habit: plan, count once, check. Cap does not invent by magic.

Pavlova supervised like a fluffy accountant and added zero by staring.

Little Thunder declined commentary with mahogany dignity.

Kids: skip-count by sevens to thirty-five. Check each clap once.

Farm maths is a promise living things can trust.

Tools remind. Soft landings still happen.

Suzy spelled S-U-Z-Y once for joy, then back to the numbers.

Five sevens = thirty-five.

Five sevens = thirty-five.