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 1.7321, Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see, Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by, Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer, Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued And love for me has been renewed.
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 1.7321, Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see, Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by, Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer, Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued And love for me has been renewed.
BASICS
| Birthday: | June 20, 1991 |
| Location: | Edmonton, Alberta, Canada |
HAKAMASHODOUCHEY.
I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.
All you touch and all you see, is all you're life will ever be.