Makes me feel bloated
Arteries corroded
Vile in my spleen
Begins to careen
Please don't ask me to help
I promise I'll yelp
I have a hard time paying attention
I'd rather write essays in detention
Fractions to decimals to fractions
Student performs below satisfaction
Algebra can go down the drain
It causes an aneurysm in my brain
Without my calculator I'd fail
I divide at the speed of a snail
I wish there was a mathematical fairy
That changed all math into men named Larry
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Hidden talents, I see? Well, at least now I know not to ask you for help when I need to figure out how much tithing to pay... lol.
You have a way with words! This reminds me of when I took AP Calc in highschool! I would have much rather been in detention!
--Finley
I like all the descriptive words that you used!
It was a really good poem about math. Maybe you should think one for Comm. Arts.
Anabel
Now wait a minute!!! math is wonderful, it makes sense EVERY time. The rules don't change like they change in reading and writing.
Me and you Molly Cragun, give me half an hour, and I'll have you loving math and even dividing those nasty fraction!
Maggie
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