I have never imagined that a poem could have the name "Square root of 3". So when a friend of mine forwarded me this gem, I was quite surprised. Moreover, this is a poem expressing love ! Have a read, and leave your comments. If you know the source of the work, please post it here.
Square Root of 3
I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
A lonely number like root three
A three is all that's good and right
Why must my three keep out of sight
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath a vicious square-root sign?
I wish instead I were a nine
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick
With just some quick arithmetic
With just some quick arithmetic
I know I'll never see the sun
As 1.7321
As 1.7321
Such is my reality
A sad irrationality
A sad irrationality
When, hark, just what is this I see?
Another square root of a three
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by
Together now we multiply
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer
Rejoicing as an integer
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square-root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed
And love for me has been renewed