Math, you frustrate me sometimes, but I know you mean well.
You dont leave much wiggle space for corrupt politicians, tho them scientists slip thru the cracks.
The mathematicians worship you for the goodness you hide, you gave us wheels so we could go on rides.
Math, yanno that I never mean it ya amortal concept you.
Ya help with that iambic thingy when I cant figure out a rhyme, you help me keep tune to the melody of shakespears hip plays, truly these days~
Ya save lifes, math, ya save reputations too.
I thank ya for the fleeting joy I grasp with both hands when I figure put one of yer little logic games ya play with us.
Math, you gave us carpentry and housing and angles in our architecture.
Compasses are cool, they can make amazing art. I broke mine, but created some mathematically pleasing puzzling circlular alchemy before the fall, the inevitable fall and crumble and surrender everything makes to the passage of time.
Math, I would like to thank you for what ya did for us humans as a whole~
@Nyann
Maaath~
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