The Wrath of Math

They made me take math.
I knew it would be a bloodbath.

I know 2 and 2 equals four.
Oh, what a bore.

But they wanted me to solve equations.
I think it has given me abrasions.

I was in class,
And knew I needed a bypass.

The good Doctor,
Was quite the proctor.

He said we needed to practice.
I’d just as soon eat cactus.

I guess I’ll try to stay on the path.
So I don’t feel the wrath of math.


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