I’m sure that I will always be <br />A lonely number like root three <br />The three is all that’s good and right, <br />Why must my three keep out of sight <br />Beneath the vicious square root sign, <br />I wish instead I were a nine <br />For nine could thwart this evil trick, <br />with just some quick arithmetic <br />I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321 <br />Such is my reality, a sad irrationality <br />When hark! What is this I see, <br />Another square root of a three <br />As quietly co-waltzing by, <br />Together now we multiply <br />To form a number we prefer, <br />Rejoicing as an integer <br />We break free from our mortal bonds <br />With the wave of magic wands <br />Our square root signs become unglued <br />Your love for me has been renewed<br /><br />Adens Kamwi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-square-root-of-three-by-david-feinberg/
