Square root of 3.
I thought about it, and yeah i rarely write anything about her / to her on my blog. So here it is, something so unique and heart warming, i thought of nothing better to express what we have between us. =)
I fear i will always be
a lonely number like root 3.
A 3 is all that’s good and right;
Why must my 3 keep out of sight,
beneath a vicious square root sign?
I wish instead I were a 9,
For 9 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 have come unglued,
and love for me has been renewed.
awwwww… =)
Now i understand..
my mum had a quick read at what you wrote too =)
weeeiii this is so cheesy and you stole it from harold & kumar right? i know coz i watched it last night! haha
Eh eh eh, Harold and Kumar. You watched it before,didn’t you? *evil laughter*
hahahah but i prefer the first one. =)