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The party was great.
Wine flowed freely.
I was proud for my award,
A professor of Literature,
Even though I was young,
Tall and handsome, an attraction to most.

Suddenly Rita, a friend, grabbed me by my arm,
And smiling said: “Isn’t mathematical disciplines
Great tools for differential equations.”

I stared at her, thinking of insanity.
Who cares for mathematical equations?

But she insisted that differential geometry
And those of topology were important.

“Sweetheart,” I retorted.  “John Donne would do better.”
She did not think so, as she grabbed me by my arm
And led me to the samples of fine wine.
“A pseudo holo morphic curve is so smooth,
I’m sure you’ll agree.”  My nerves were now frayed.

I led her out into the garden towards the gazebo
And gave her my best sample of a French kiss.
She did not desist. It was fun.
Perhaps there was something worthwhile
Thinking on geometric equations.

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