Rolling,
With 3-60 degrees,
Going in circles,
Gliding with ease...
'Cause I'm a circle,
And I'm round like the sun,
I spin like the wind,
Or a top that's been spun...
No start and no end,
I can roll on a line,
I can roll on a bend...
My diameter's across,
I'm the shape of the moon,
And to find out my area,
You just gotta use Pi...
And I don't fool around,
I got somewhere to go,
and I'm covering ground...
Yeah, I'm a circle,
And I've got 3-60 degrees,
Rolling in circles,
Gliding with ease...
1 comment:
this is the WORST POEM I'VE EVER READ!!!!!!! ~actually its kinda funny (like Dr. Seuss) and i almost like it so I've decided i was going to use it in my school play about math! :) *A friend* ~L.T.
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