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Men får inte glömma världens bästa / nördigaste dikt! Håll i er nu !
I fear that i'll always be a lonely numer like root three. A three is all that's good and right , why must my three be kept out of sight? Beneath the visious
square root sine, i wish instead i were a nine. For nine could solve this evil trick
with just some quick erithmatic. I know i'll never see the sun, as 1.7321. Such is my
reality a sad erationality. But hark, what is this i see? Another square root of a three. It's quietly comming walsing by. Together now we multiply. To form a number we prefer, rejoicing as an integer. We break free from our mortal bonds,and with the wave of magic wands, our square-root-signs becomes unglued. And love for me has been renewed.
square root sine, i wish instead i were a nine. For nine could solve this evil trick
with just some quick erithmatic. I know i'll never see the sun, as 1.7321. Such is my
reality a sad erationality. But hark, what is this i see? Another square root of a three. It's quietly comming walsing by. Together now we multiply. To form a number we prefer, rejoicing as an integer. We break free from our mortal bonds,and with the wave of magic wands, our square-root-signs becomes unglued. And love for me has been renewed.
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