In geometry lectures he was so complacent
He got confused with parallel and adjacent
In algebra he floundered at every equation
In first aid he couldn’t dress an abrasion
He got confused with parallel and adjacent
In algebra he floundered at every equation
In first aid he couldn’t dress an abrasion
I like it a lot, I feel completelly identified with the text, well, I am a nerd, what can I do?
ReplyDeleteAt math camp
ReplyDeleteHe was a champ
Everything equals
Hopefully sequels.
{Flowereflections}
Well, heavens be, perhaps he should just be a post hole digger, poor guy!
ReplyDeleteOh dear, he and I have much in common!
ReplyDeleteGeometry and algebra bored me tears at least at science there were some cheers :)!
Have you ever noticed that in the word 'parallel' the double 'l's' are...
ReplyDeleteHmmmm.....
Good poem!
Sounds like he needs a tutor ...
ReplyDeleteI think you must be writing about me!
ReplyDeleteAlways bad at algebra and geometry!
See it doesn't even fit into a poem properly!
First Aid is better though for me :-)
worse -- just kidding sandy
ReplyDeleteWorse yet was his history,
ReplyDeleteWhere wars were a mystery
And timelines ran circles around him-
Best to send this scholar to the gym!
While geometry's a bore
ReplyDeleteAnd algebra's a chore,
First aid can't wait,
or it'll be too late.