Plausible Math History
A traveler in ancient Greece
traversed a broad town square.
A bottle of mead was waiting there.
He considered the flight of geese,
and those brimming honey-wine kegs.
He was, at first, at quite at a loss,
until, he thought, "I'll go straight across,
avoiding the triangle legs".
How far did go on the path not bent?
Our traveling friend (Pythagorus)
invented something for all of us,
and we know how far he went.
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