This might be the most romantic poem that I’ve ever heard. Not putting aside all of Shakespeare's hard work. But this is basically in a language that I could understand. Amazed would be an understatement. From the movie “Harold & Kumar."
I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
A three is all thats 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 Ill never see the sun, as 1.7321
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
With a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed
6 comments:
kan kan kan? caya en?:)) comel do!:))
aku pernah post poem kumar patel ni. ada alibi lagi. hahah.
eh, yeke? damn. sumpah tak plagiat kau nye idea. i just watch it dude:)
hahah xdahal la. btw bukan cite ni dah lama ke keluar?
jom cari pari-pari penang jom.
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