I fear that 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 forth this evil trick with just some quick arithmetic,
I know I'll never see the sun as 1.7321;
Such as my reality,
A sad rationality,
For an arch just as this I see,
Another square root of a 3 has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply and 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 sign becomes unglued,
Your love for me has been renewed.
I love you...<3
Outsss~~!
ஐღº Clarence ºღஐ
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