Yes I see shapesAnd outlines while hemlines make meCalculate on some figures.Algebra, how could ya take me awayAnd let me repeat my mistake?My addition to that divisionIs the multiplication of my size.And sometimes I do some subtractionJust to hear the sound she sighs.While her legs say “greater than,”My geometry seems to please her. But her math is still moreThan 3.14.There’s only one language I speakWhen I speak of homework,And that speak is math speakWith me getting warmer. So I speak to your speakAnd mine speaks to yours.Yours speaks to mine and I Hope we speak more. Cause the squares circle the blockWhile rectangles stay in to try anglesThat make octagons. So yes I see shapesAnd outlines while hemlines make meCalculate on some figures.
"I wanna escort everyone through the romance of another dawn."-limbic system