There once was a seamstress from Devon
Who wanted to count up to seven.
Her number line got
Tangled up in a knot
And she skipped straight from four to eleven.
Original comic here.
EDIT: Here's another one!
If there's one thing that sets my brain whirring
It's zero point nine nine recurring:
It can't equal unity
And yet shows immunity
To my efforts at proof. What's occurring?
Please do not think me absurd
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In the Orthodox math
Nought to four as a path
Traverses one two three and gird
A young mathematician from Malibu
ReplyDeleteWas tired of constantly having to
Tell apart pi and e
So she called them both three
or 2.9299372.
Ooh, I like that. Good use of polysyllabic half-rhyme - reminds me of Tinie Tempah.
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