If the treasury won't cover it borrow again'
Teach the mandarins in office, and if it rains heavy.? Put covers on the drains, pick
Up a sound staff, and break it in two, then
You'll have more than enough, will you.? Yes get rid of the farms, and build houses
Galore' estates that look clean.' There must
Be more, and tax on the builders just
raise it beyond extreme.! They should suffer in their profession' treat them ever so mean, max tax the elderly, in fact? Also offer them death.' tell them its progressive
virtue, in the very same breath..Destroy any
Old power plants, get thise metal
wind-turbines in, that
are to be started by combustion,
well is really; so hard to spot the sins?
Sometimes the matrix
Just doesn't add up
In array of symbols numbers expressions
Arranged intercession
Cluttered dissentions
Transformable equations
Pivot directions
Mind playing vivid tricks
In an array of majestic book club
Addiction unto Netflix
Just doesn't add up?
What's a person to do?
When 1+1+1 is you!?
7/30/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
His great idea
meets her new sink
~ down the old drain
There once was a mad politician
Who needed help from a mathematician
He could not handle money
This wasn't funny
He was in an uncertain position
Well now I've gone and done it again
Another math test was failed by me
If I had a nickel for each one,
I'd have a dollar thirty three!
To balance the scales
Of energy
Of emotion
Of love
Of devotion
Of wonder
Of fun
86,400
Never waste one
Kale Brereton
August 13, 2018
If A can C
And D can B
where does that leave me
And if E equal F
Then what's the difference
And G plus H minus I
I have nothing left but J
So come join me
And don't be afraid
K L N M O please
Q the questions it's Greek to me
R S T U V
W X Y Zzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!!!!!!
Alphabet wake up
Aren't letter problems algebra?
04/12/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Pythagoras once fell off a ladder
And landed on a venomous adder
This adder couldn't add
Calculus made it sad
Algebra and theorems made it madder.
Summon the patient matrons from their hollow galleys
Waiting on the edges of the musical drums within the flesh
None will know a return
In the outpouring of words, the distance becomes a rather familiar apparatus
And eerie reflections upon the surface raise the darkness in a dance of ageless allusions
The gnomes sing into your oasis a monotonous insinuation
Held in the hands of passing expressions, who peer out through cogent faces
Until the contingent hours of darkness
Here they find endowed jest pardons
Sensing delicious manifestations of thought where none urge linger, but refuse in leering
And I pre-tinge my calm
Watching the calamity swerve ahead of me
And crash by an oak tree
Where the strangest things are bound to happen
Far under, the gaze deepens, something brilliant in disguise
Far under, the absurdity rises, as I speak with what words I’ve been given
Of the end
A speechless zero-time
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