|Who is JohN GalT?
mumps explained why you missed
your math quiz,
or was it your new lesson?
welp, you got a nice reason –
not that I like having
my wrinkled neck swelling,
but the idea of my skin there smoothened
is, by far, better than it ruined;
nor do I even remember
any one special number
like 0.123333333333… for instance,
whose fractal, no – fraction form I know perchance.
but, that one’s really easy, we agree,
nah, don’t ask me to figure it out,
'coz I’m a 3-time college drop-out;
I suck at math like many a senile professor,
though, frankly, I like it best from year 5 heretofore.
there’s this number 41378 that we came to know
with no apparent add-ons nor tricks to show.
it doesn’t command so much mind stuff,
so we own it we who come short at nuffin enuff.
and, a very egotistic gift is in order, boxed, wrapped, ribboned –
yeah he still carries the Whirled in that way old-fashioned.
how warped and ripboned turn you off is not so surprising, haha,
so out of sync like she lingering on that intellectual faux pas.
I contradict me and I’m my own handyman and I got to fix me a g®in;
maybe box my way there 'coz my feet are stuporic and I can box me from within.
written a few hours ago
for the references made in ||23-26
start with this link:
and you can find your way around from there
31 Jan 08
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joey, joey, joey
unknown: is joey ok?
i hope he is.
so joey's doin just fine.
I don't mind this...it's the best of the four I read. Still not up to poe-quality...but not bad. 7/10
i love the funny playful tone.. math and figure out solutions, the ending.
wonderful experimental poem.
thanks for dropping by, Poe.
thank you so much, nisetru.
still struggling with my works here.
had to make 'wrapped, ribboned'
and 'warped and ripboned' trade
put them back where they used to be.
sleepy, sloppy me.
What's the term for "fear of numbers"? I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to appreciate your poem unless I learn to overcome such fear.
i have no idea what that is, happymole.
one has to hate/fear numbers enough to find
a name for such a feeling.
i believe i started counting when i was 5.
i've lost count really since then how many
of my roten teeth i took out on my own or
how many teeth i have left.
numbers will somehow get one tired but
i'll never ever hate them.
thanks so much for reading.
I don't hate numbers...I fear them. Hate and fear are two different emotions. :)
didn't i say "...hate/fear..."?
maybe it's number-phobia
or numb(y)er-fear...it's a cheap
trick with words stupid guys like
for the other.
damn, your reply's too quick.
or maybe want-to-three-for-five-sick's-even-hate.
hahaha. i chuckled. is the word in 29/30 supposed to be groin or grin?
funny. in a good way.
thanks for dropping by, midare.
cuts both ways...
three ways (un)even.
the link is very good. try it.
yeah, and that one, two.
happy 2 years running
for this thing.
oh fibonacci fibonacci, make me an appachatti?
thank you, Empty.
bring the paparazzi in.
Divine proportions indeed
appropriated divinely, yes.
but, just to clarify, there's no intentional
reference to the fibonacci sequence or the
golden ratio here.