On that cursed date <br />As I was getting a little fidgety <br /> With my throbbing eccentricity. <br /> <br />She told me to hold back <br />Until she has figured out <br />The cube root of infinity <br />And I accepted it with dignity. <br /> <br />Papers rolled on and on <br />With figures of eight side on <br /> I couldn’t hold back my yawn. <br /> <br />She didn’t have much fun. <br />But she went on until it was dawn. <br /> <br />I took my leave cursing all gods for my destiny <br />She could not figure out the cube root of infinity <br />But she sure could protect her precious virginity.<br /><br />Raghavan Warrier<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mathematical-idiot/
