I'm sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root 3.
The three is all that's good and right
Why must my 3 keep out of sight.
Beneath the vicious square root sign.
I wish instead I were a 9.
For 9 could thwart this evil trick
With 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 3.
As quietly as 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 a wave of magic wands.
Our square root sign become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed!
A lonely number like root 3.
The three is all that's good and right
Why must my 3 keep out of sight.
Beneath the vicious square root sign.
I wish instead I were a 9.
For 9 could thwart this evil trick
With 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 3.
As quietly as 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 a wave of magic wands.
Our square root sign become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed!
*P.S ryan.. copied some thing from u .. hahas.. =P*
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