lols found this poem watchin harrold and kumar escape from GB
ok fine, maybe i like it cos im a geek but anyways


The Square Root of 3 by Dave Feinberg




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