You ask you me to find your ex,
you tell me to divide 500 by 3.
Fucking hell, what's next?
Maths is the hardest for me.
It relentlessly tells you its problems,
asking you to solve them.
Only you know what were the causes,
to them only you are the stem!
I must admit I do have a lover,
I am in love with Pythagoras!
However our love we must cover,
his formulas have this pizzazz!
I also am crushing on percentages,
I don't know what they do to me!
In my ear they whisper little messages,
they give me such a thrill that I need to pee!
But the rest of Maths is a cunt,
they pretend to like you then slag you off.
They always put up a tough front,
but to that I can't help but scoff!
Maths as a whole can go fuck itself,
even though there are positives,
it can hide away on the top shelf,
there are just way too many negatives!
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