Digits scattered around in a ritualistic circle
It spun and clicked as it began its spell
And soon there were disembodied voices talking from the other side
Listen close and you might hear grandma
Dial (an acrostic poem)
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Numbers (an acrostic poem)
No matter how you calculated it, Deidre was in trouble
Unless she could find another way to figure it out
Many digits danced and twirled in front of her
But none of them sat still long enough for her to make them real
Everything was just irrational to her at that moment
Really she just wanted to be done and have a piece of pie
So she left the equation to solve itself and had dessert
Image: upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d4/Pi_pie2.jpg
Pi Day (an acrostic poem)
Preposterously important in all mathematical circles
Irrational, never repeating itself, but always quoted
Don’t hate on its fame
Anyone else it would go to their head
Yet it still gives its digits to anyone who asks
Image: upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/02/Letter_Pi.svg/2000px-Letter_Pi.svg.png
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