Algebra Equation Poem by John McCornack

Algebra Equation

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My Grandpa taught me:

Don't worry about the future.
But know that worrying is as effective
As trying to solve an algebra equation
By eating 12 dill pickles on Sunday.

The real troubles in your life will be
The things you never think about
They are the kind that blindside you
At 4 pm on Tuesday during a rain storm

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Jemarie Ragudo 15 November 2007

If today you don't worry about the future, tomorrow you will regret about today. That's an equation. I like this poem.

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Moth Harris 08 June 2007

I love the message this poem sends, great concepts.

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