Satan's hallucinations made him giggle,
Numbers and letters made to wiggle,
Satan arose one morning,
A day on Earth a'dawning,
Satan spake from far above,
Fist in his iron glove...
" I mix numbers and letters,
To make mathematics better,
Evermore there shalt be...
Yes, numbers and letters made to wiggle,
Satan's hallucinations made him giggle.
Copyright © Julie Grenness | Year Posted 2015
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