Justin Reamer

Freshman - 967 Points (2 October 1993 / Holland, Michigan)

Algebra - Poem by Justin Reamer

How I remember the maiden!
The maiden Algebra!
How she solved equations,
Like the sun god Ra.

We had to solve for 'x, '
The letter of the unknown,
And how she knew it very fast,
Like a teenager's ringtone.

She knew how to graph her lines,
Like a mathematician,
Some freshman were amazed,
At show she performed like a magician.

Math was her music,
Her very passion,
'Twas her instrument,
And of her great ration.

Math was her art,
For she knew all equations,
Math was her specialty,
For she had no lacerations.

She knew every great parabola,
She knew every line,
She knew every variable,
To every stinking shrine!

She knew all equations,
Even every x,
She knew all persuasions,
To even the Latex.

She worked like a computer,
Like a motherboard,
She never had a telephone,
With a chain and chord.

However, I know nothing,
For she has passed,
She went onto college,
Where she has her mast.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is a poem from 'The State of Harmony.' I hope you enjoy it, even though it is cheesy. Feel free to comment and vote.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 7, 2012

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