Calcu-Lost
In the land of math, where numbers reign,
There lies a fiendish beast, a source of pain.
Calculus, its name, a demon of the mind,
Differential equations, its minions unkind.
The first derivative, it twists and turns,
My brain in knots, my stomach churns.
I integrate, I differentiate,
But my body aches, my mind can’t concentrate.
My pencil snaps, my eraser’s worn,
My textbook’s pages, they’re all forlorn.
I try to solve, I try to learn,
But all I get is a headache, a burn.
The second derivative, it’s worse than before,
My body’s sore, I can’t take it no more.
I try to graph, I try to plot,
But all I see is a tangled knot.
The Laplace transform, it haunts my dreams,
My mind in shambles, it rips at the seams.
I try to solve, I try to compute,
But all I get is a headache, a hoot.
The partial derivative, it makes no sense,
My body’s tense, my nerves are dense.
I try to solve, I try to think,
But all I get is a headache, a brink.
The limit, it’s my mortal foe,
My mind in agony, it’s all aglow.
I try to solve, I try to think,
But all I get is a headache, a brink.
The differential equation, it’s a beast,
My mind in torment, it’s all deceased.
I try to solve, I try to learn,
But all I get is a headache, a burn.
In the land of math, where numbers reign,
I fight the beast, I try to maintain.
But calculus, it’s a force to behold,
A source of laughter, a tale to be told.
Copyright © Ram Ram Saliw-An | Year Posted 2023
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