Root Three

I fear that I will always be
a lonely number like a 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 I were a nine.

For nine could thwart this evil trick
with just some quick arithmetic.

I know I'll never see the sum as 1.7321

Such is my reality a sad irrationality.

When, hark, just what is this I see?

Another square root of a three
has quietly come waltzing by

Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer

Rejoicing as an integer

We broke free from our mortal bonds
and with a wave of a magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
and love for me has been renewed.

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