“Class Notes for Math 101”

an original poem about math class

This is an original poem,

Some may like it, some may not.
You’re nose is running, lots of snot.
One stanza, if you please,
And try not to sneeze,
The math professor is begging, on his knees.

2+2=4.
Square is the shape of a door.
Do you feel stupider for reading this?
I hope so, this poem is poorer than piss.

~Anonymous