The square root of three

I find it smart and kinda touching,

I hated math, don't get me wrong, but what I have to say, it's a damn good clever poem written by David Feinberg. I’m sure that I will always be,

A lonely number like root three.

The three is all that’s good and right,

Why must my three keep out of sight

Beneath the vicious square root 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! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three.
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer.

We break free from our mortal bonds,

With the wave of magic wands.

Our square root signs become unglued

Your love for me has been renewed.

Some may find it, familiar. Haha If you watch a lot of movies then you should know who recited and claimed it lame.

Good job la..

I do..

*off~