Behold, a Nerd
I’m often embarrassed at the sort of stuff I create when I’m not paying attention. However, my extremely short attention coupled with odd interests and a penchant for rhyming couplets occasionally produces something valuable. This is not one of those instances. Read at your own peril, you may get infected with the Nerd simply by reading this.
I ask myself where I would be, Without my TI-83. The joy felt when I turned it on was my happy scholastic dawn. Its sleekness and its simple form, kept my young soul markedly warm. The graphing screen, my oldest friend. Without it, pre-calc spelled the end. To watch her trace Arc-Cosine(x) put me into a nerdy hex. Her stark display of asymtotes, stays with me more than all my notes. When I was done the number set, I met her silly alphabet! Making games with novel words; The past time of the clever nerds. A few of us, from what I know, Put on her, Super Mario. Those calculators filled in me, Unquestionable Jealousy. When calc came round my poor ol' head, Our partnership was nearly dead. The teachers, acting cruelly, took my first love away from me! They said "Maths done well in your brain", so they left her out in the rain. I conquered calc without her grace, longing all the while for her embrace. T'was done, day one of post-secondary I found new love, feeling sad and wary. And into life, now I go, with my simple Casio.
I warned you, didn’t I?