Two is best friends with One. Whenever they'd get the chance, they'd dance She'd sing and snap. He'd tappity-tap. What a pair they made At the end of each day, they'd always say, "ONE, TWO, I'll count on you, 'til the end, we'll be best friends." Until Three jumps in between them . . . Suddenly One only wants to play with Three. "ONE, THREE, odds we'll be " they chant. Two feels left out. But what can she do? Another character-building counting...