Found an old poem I wrote during second period Algebra 2.. 11th grade, for one of the mantra open mic events.
remember those?
logarithms on an empty stomach
at the maximum point of hunger
my concentration goes askew
as i gaze around the room
a green sign reads "NO FOOD."
no food is no solution
to the error in my system
--and solving logarithms
won't help to make it function!
what such evaluation would inverse my situation?
Growl!
Grumble!
Howl!
[my stomach needs no translation]
it needs some variation
of a nutritious relation
a portion of pi,
the square root of broccolai
...a formulated equation
to eliminate my starvation!
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