Caren Krutsinger Poet Monorhyme

Wiggle Waggle Math Scares Me Too

Sixpence and foursquare seventy-seven minus fifty-two
Come and give me a cuddle, it truly is only us two. 
What are you staring at? Is that a cobbler’s shoe?

Just the word mathematics makes me want to boo-hoo.
Donuts in the belfry, quotients in the glue.
Wiggle Waggle Wiggle bottom. I am scared now too.

Jumping over a moon, with your magic eyes of blue.
Multiplication meanness is coming rapidly through.
Mathematics is the word of the day. What can we do?

I am terrified of numbers, just between me and you.
Letters make more sense. I have mastered some of them two.
Geometry and statistics? I hope this poem is finally through.

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M. L. Kiser December 20, 2019 at 12:34 PM I was great at geometry; I think because of the artist in me but, algebra...nooo. Caren Krutsinger December 20, 2019 at 2:38 PM Biology, geometry, zoology and statistics cause my blood to freeze.

Hello There December 20, 2019 at 12:00 AM Your so silly, Caren, and so much fun! This was adorable :) Caren Krutsinger December 20, 2019 at 9:51 AM Thank you Hello there. I am getting sillier and sillier. My job will have a two week break starting today after school!