So many numbers
So many theories
Always a bummer
And it hurts my hearing
The algorithms
And methods
The people who wrote them
It's hurting my head
All their problems
They need to solve 'em themselves
Too many theorems
I feel like I'm in Hell
And then the worst
The story problems
Makes my hands hurt
Whenever we write them
The people's names
So weird and so dumb
And what I hate the most
Is who buys 15 watermelon?
When to use math,
I'll never guess
But while I'm in school
I might as well try my best
Or not.
-Not Edgar Allen Poe
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Humorous Poetry
PoetryFunny poems on random things for random reasons, and just for the laughs and the heck of it. :P
