The Ugly Tree


Thank you for asking.

But, no,

It did not hurt

When I fell from the ugly tree

In fact,

The only thing that ever hurt

Was sitting

On those thorny branches

For far too long



Math is a monster

There is nothing more that I detest

Even just looking at a problem

Can leave me so distressed

Oh, how I wish for a remedy

To slay the gruesome beast

But alas, I have found none

And on my poor brains it feasts

Away and away it chews

Until I can think no more

Quivering, twitching, a wreck

I am, lying upon the floor

So begone, math!

Curses upon you!

Leave me in peace,

Bid me adieu!