Mathematics, algebra, geometry,
Puzzle me absolutely,
Squares, cubes and angles,
Triangles, heights and circles,
Measuring them is difficult,
Drawing them drives me nuts.
Area, segment, circumference,
Do I need to know sizes?
Numbers visit me
In my nightmares
They happily whirl,
Tease me merciless,
say, 'count me, count me'.
I wake up in a sweat
As some of them escape
Swirling out of reach
And I say, 'come to me'.
I would, one day, like to meet
Mathematics, and ask,
Why are you such a riddle?
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