(*Daph was a dear late friend who dared me to write on this subject)
I have never been bright in science
I’m most certainly dismal in math
But now I must show some compliance
As I don’t want to disappoint Daph*
My brain gets so terribly jangled
With a headache that’s really a beaut
When I think of an Isosceles triangle
With it’s angles known as acute
When mapping a route I am taking
To shorten the distance I use
I usually end up partaking
A triangle’s hypotenuse
I use algebraic equations
Every day with their Xs and Ys
They aid in my calculations
Solving problems that daily arise
Dreamed up by Euclid and Pythagoras
Full of matrix and axioms
Algebraics brings us to calculus
Far beyond just maxi-sums
Tangental to all is logistics
A science of philosophy
With properly used syllogistics
We embark on a thinking spree
Daph, * you were sharply acute
Like the angles of Isosceles
Your subject, more fittingly astute
For Plato or Mister Socrates
Wow, Stanley. This is some great stuff. You have really put some thought into this. You should be very proud. Nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
more math in my mind i saw see less