Algebra On A Speeding Train Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Algebra on a speeding train
Going, gone the other way
What else can I say
Word problems,
Not my cup of tea
How many miles till we get to Dover
Also not my bed of clover
How will I ever factor it away
I just want to read my books
Not achieve a fashion look
Not believe in Euclid
Anymore
I love imagery, noble deeds
Hats with flowers, sparkling beads
Things that wont my poor brain squeeze
Mathematics makes me sneeze.
Mary angela douglas 5 february 2024