There once was a rule of 10.

It counted our numbers. It numbered our streets and ordered our money.

We learned it again and again.

But that changed last night during my quiet, sweet slumber.

Now we go as far as 4–no more, my honey.

0, 1, 2, and 3.

Will somebody please help me?

My bank account is messed up.

I can’t find my home and

It’s all because of some mathematical louses!