The Square Root Of Three
The Square Root Of Three
By David Feinberg
I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

life can seem so different when you think about it in different ways. this is a safe haven for my rants and raves about everything that is happening in my life.
this a reflection of my ego, no matter how big, small or even insignificant it might be. you were asking me what egomy stands for?