square root three

I fear that I’ll always be a lonely number like root three
A three is all that’s good and right, why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath a vicious square-root sign? I wish instead 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 as my reality; a sad irrationality

when, hark, just what it is I see? Another square root of a three..
Has quietly come waltzing by, together now we’ll multiply,

to form a number we prefer Rejoicing as an integer..
We break free from our mortal bounds and with a wave of magic wands, a square root signs become unglued, and love for me has been renewed..

diambil dari puisinya 'Kumar Patel'