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 sign
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick
With some quick arithematic
I know I'll never see the sun
As one point seven three two one
Such is my reality
A sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply..
To form a number we prefer..
Rejoicing as an integer!!
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square signs become unglued..
And love for me has been renewed!!
- Awesome
--This is from one of the latest flicks!
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3 comments:
this is from where???
so not fair...not telling the source!
he he...
this is from Harold and Kumar escape from G bay.
watch the movie... ossom fart hai!
:D
Sad that junta is left with so little that it has to lean on mathematical irrationality for their muse.
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