I fear that I will always be a lonely number like root three

A three is all that’s 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 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 three
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
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

 

 

hahaha... 突然想到在某电影里看到的这个段子。。。太搞了。。。

周末了。。。大家都乐一乐。。。嘿嘿