The Square Root of Three

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the 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 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly 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 the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

(okays i know I am super lag after I laughed at Zak for being super lagged but then I just watched the show and I don’t think you can see the beauty of this poem without watching the show so its not that i’m lagging just that i lagged in watching the show and this show is really very funny (what the FUCK!) and this poem is so very beautiful i would marry the person who says this poem to me and i think nobody ever will so i don’t think i will ever get married hahaha which works well for me anyway ohwell and jing i don’t emo that much i just feel really down nowadays sian.)