'cause I tell you everything about living free........................................




I’m sure that I will always be 
A lonely number like root three 

The three is all that’s good and right, 
Why must my three keep out of sight 
Beneath the 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 sun, as 1.7321 
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality 

When hark! What is this I see, 
Another square root of a three 

As quietly co-waltzing by, 
Together now we multiply 
To form a number we prefer, 
Rejoicing as an integer 

We break free from our mortal bonds 
With the wave of magic wands 

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