Math Days Poem by Kid of Los Angeles
Math Days
Math days
Numbers
Mind in a slumber
Body peaking to hibernation
Only a sliver of concentration
A mind in the nude
Fufill my blank pallet
Please end it now
Tick tock
Swish goes the clock
Minute on the hour
Hour on the second
Watchmen
Watch man
Watch lady
I watch
Watch the clock
Watch the clock
Tick tock
As math flies by
Sticky as glue
Stick to me
Stick to you
Running through
Oh, math
This is math.
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