------------- Old high school friends, Math and Poetry, meet on the way to work -------------
M Long time, no see! How do you do?
P Thanks Math, I’m great! Are you great too?
M Oh Poetry, I’m bored. What shall we do?
P Let’s go on a road trip; Just me and you!
M But where shall we go, dear Poetry?
P There are plenty of things that we can see!
How about the Sequoia Redwood trees?
M So very exciting that would be!
I’ve hear they grow three hundred feet tall
How many leaves will they shed in the fall?
P Who cares, my friend; just admire their beauty
M I’ve heard their sap tastes very fruity.
But what about work, I’ve got important duties!
P C’mon dear Math, stop being so snooty.
Math, my friend, you could use a good break.
Your precious mental health is at stake!
M I’ve got responsibilities, for goodness sake!
Gosh, your logic gives me a headache!
P Vacation is good! You really need one.
Come on! I promise it’ll be so much fun.
I guarantee you won’t have regrets. None!
You’ll be all cheered up by the time we’re done.
M Alright, I’m convinced. Are you going to drive?
How many hours is it? Like five?
Ditching work! Wow, I feel so alive.
Maybe I am vacation-deprived!
P That’s the spirit! Hop in my SUV.
And no, the drive will only be about three.
M I already feel amazingly free!
Maybe some time off is good for me!
----------------------------------- In the evening after a long hike ----------------------------------
P So math, how are you liking the park?
We should light a fire; it’s really dark.
M We’d better control our campfire’s sparks.
Ridiculously dry, this tree’s bark!
P Good thinking, shall we go back to the car?
If you’d like I can play some guitar.
We can lie on the hood and gaze up at the stars.
M They are so far away; Who knows how far?
This is so intriguing, Poetry
Much more complex than Euclidean Geometry
P Your mind is wandering uncontrollably.
My mind functions better thinking globally.
M Poetry, please don’t overreact!
Try out thinking in the abstract.
P Compared to poetry, math is much more exact.
Perhaps I’m the abstract one in fact.
M I didn’t mean to place any blame
You and I are actually quite the same.
Both structured and abstract, I claim.
There’s no need to feel any shame.
P My message is abstract; my meter organized.
M With concrete postulates my theory is subsidized.
And I always show steps when I generalize.
That way my rigor isn’t compromised.
P How similar we are! I was not aware!
M You and I make quite the pair!
P Our synergy is beginning to flare!
M To ours, no friendship can ever compare!
------------ Math and Poetry become BFFs and now go camping every weekend ------------The End