Number One struts down the street with a grin. He's the very first in the big parade! He waves his flag high and shouts with delight, 'Come march with me, town, it's a wonderful sight!' Behind him hops Number Two, holding two shiny bells. 'Look, one plus one makes two,' Two proudly tells. The crowd cheers to see the numbers unite, as One and Two march on, dressed all so bright.

Three trots in with three balloons so gay, while Four beats four drums along the way. 'Which has more?' asks One with a curious stare. 'Four drums beat loud, but three balloons float in air!' Five juggles five stars, sparkling and bright, Six hops along with six candles alight. 'One more than five is six, that's plain to see!' laughs Six, marching proudly with glee.

Ten twirls a hoop with ten shiny rings, while Twenty waves twenty colorful strings! 'Who has fewer?' asks Five with a grin. 'Ten has more rings than five can begin!' Fifteen blows fifteen whistles so loud, marching proudly amid the town crowd. 'One more than nineteen makes twenty, hooray!' shouts Twenty, leading the bright parade.

At last all the numbers line up in a row, from little One to big Twenty they go! 'Now we can count from one to twenty,' cheers One, 'and see which group has plenty!' The town claps and sings as the numbers stand tall, teaching everyone how to count them all. 'Numbers tell how many, and what comes next too!' laughs One, 'Now marching is something that we all can do!'