Arithmetic Poem

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I fear that i will always be a lonely number like the root of 3
A 3 is only all that is good in write
Why does my 3 keep out of sight beneath a root sign
I wish instead I was a 9
For 9 could forth this evil trick with just some quick arithmetic
I know I'll never see the sun as 1.7321
Such as my reality a sad irrationality.

Hark! for this I see another root of 3 is quietly waltzing by
Together we multiply to form a number we prefer
Rejoicing as an integer we break free our mortal bonds
And as a wave of magic wands the root sign become unglued
And love for me is now renewed.


Source:
Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay (2008)

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