math jokes 4 mathy folks
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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 just some quick arithmetic.
I know I'll never see the sun
as one point seven three two one.
Such is my reality,
A sad irrationality.
When, hark, just what is this I see?
Another square root of three
Has quietly come waltzing by…
Together, now, we multiply,
And form a number we prefer
Rejoicing as an integer.
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love, for me, has been renewed.
Make no mistake… this was a two‑star movie, but the recital of the poem "Square
Root of Three" was a five‑star scene. Click here
to judge for yourself.