Fairy and I,
Singing a song of pi,
Welcome notes are vacant,
Reading and writing the second,
Every hour was pi,
I was singing a song but she cried,
I don't know the reason,
But she said, I don't know the answer of pi,
But she was fairy and I was her lover,
I said you have many magic,
The magic of stardust and sky,
Then she told me to hold my pen,
I was watching her carefully,
And her mouth suddenly answered the pi,
And then reading and writing second was over.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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