V-Day
Valentine’s Day
finding a really cool bug
in cotton candy
Valentine’s Day
finding a really cool bug
in cotton candy
Spring backup in CS lab:
time to fall in love with
certain humanware.
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.