Division

If you want to share your realities, With someone you like and so love, But have no reason, none for sharing, Then the outcome will be undefined. You can’t divide something by zero, The divisor should not be nill, absurd, You can’t say your number system, Outweighs the context of your friend. But if you’re feeling real complex, Such that you want to give an ear, Or something small, a limit, a tod, Then a vector space may hint a field. That fraction brings another total, To show the quotient as good, A neat side of you will emerge, And a more friendly personality. You’ll even get dividends back, From a dispute, the fraction bar, If you were both colliding, that is, And not just silhouetting proactively. You can offer yourself bit by bit, If you must, but this slow chunking, Will only involve time for the place, Which you could’ve got to instantly. When you give a friend money, time, Subtract when you could’ve enjoyed, You need to watch your distribution, Because the right truly ends with you. You’ll know that interest is wanted, When you’ve related, not just given, Especially if your occasion, situation, Is the greatest common divisor, topic. But if you still feel strained, depleted, By the kindness that you’ve shared, And you can specify the remainder, Then please hesitate and round up! When you’re calculating and gauging, In your mind the cost of helping, love, Then the relationship, the quotient rule - The dude’s terms will state the outcome.