JUST FOR REMEMBER

   Kumar--Poetry

   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 one point seven three two one
　　Such is my reality
　　A sad irrationality
　　When, hark, just 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   舉報