Oh Me, Oh My You Can't Count High!

The cat can do this with ease. Even a dog finds it to be a breeze. Okay, maybe I give too much credit to the mutt. But I'm sure they can when they view many a butt. What is it? Just count to three and then sit.

One, two, three.Do it for me.Do it today.Do it come what may.
One, two, three.I'm counting for thee.What happened to four?Doesn't want to tour.
One, two, three.Do it for me.Do it and do it right.Do it day or night.
One, two, three.I'm warning thee.I've warned and warned.Don't leave me scorned.
One, two, three.Listen to me.I've counted for you.Three has come due.
One, two, three.It is scary for thee.Do you know what's coming?No four will start humming.
One, two, three.Count with me.But do as I say.There is no other way.
One, two, three.I'm coming for thee.Get to your task.Do what I ask.
ONE...TWO...THREE!I screamed this spree.That means you do it.Don't give me any shit.
Do what I want.Those numbers will haunt.They'll forever come after you.One...sigh....two....
Is there magic in three? Does it give you humans glee? Not sure it would. You swing at balls with wood. Three strikes and you're out. That kind of three we wouldn't want about. But just three to say? Hmmm, do you do it in a scary way? One, two, three. Nope, still doesn't do it for me. Are you a one, two, three-er in mass? Sorry, it won't work on my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.