Sooo... I was bored and decided to write a song about algebra. Or rather, how much I dislike algebra.
Random weirdness will follow. Proceed with caution. *serious nod*
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Mr. Algebra, I'm sorry,
But we can never be together.
Our meetings are the opposite of glee.
In fact, the only thing that will produce that
Is to make your skin into leather.
Mr. Algebra, you'll regret
All those times you murdered me,
When my dear friend, Fire, you have met.
I'll burn you to ashes, you will die,
Then I'll kill your friend, Geometry.
Mr. Algebra, tell me why,
Why you confused me all that time.
What they said, it was all a lie,
When I said that I needed you.
It's better to know how to rhyme.
Mr. Algebra, don't you see,
You and I are far too different.
You're just numbers and a letter or three,
And you killed me, that's not very nice.
I'll not rest till you're broken and bent.
Mr. Algebra, this is goodbye,
I've had enough complicated math.
A slow and painful death you will die.
You will regret everything you've done,
And hope to not meet me on another path.
do you really harte algebra that much though? I like it. 