Wednesday, November 24, 2010

my mathematical love ~

I fear that I will always be a lonely number
Like root three
A three is all that’s good and right
Why must my three keep out of sight?
Beneath a vicious square root of sign
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick
With just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun
As 1.7321
Such is my reality
A sad irrationality
When hark
Just what is this I see?
Another square root of three
Has quietly come waltzing by
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer
Rejoicing as in integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed

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