There once was a number named pi
Who frequently liked to get high.
All he did every day
Was sit in his room and play
With his imaginary friend named i.
There once was a number named e
Who took way too much LSD.
She thought she was great.
But that fact we must debate;
We know she wasn’t greater than 3.
A mathematician confided
That the M”obius band is one-sided
And you’ll get quite a laugh
If you cut one in half
‘Cause it stays in one piece when divided.
A mathematician named Klein
Thought the M”obius band was divine
Said he: If you glue
The edges of two
You’ll get a weird bottles like mine.
There was a young fellow named Fisk,
A swordsman, exceedingly brisk.
So fast was his action,
The Lorentz contraction
Reduced his rapier to a disk.
‘Tis a favorite project of mine
A new value of pi to assign.
I would fix it at 3
For it’s simpler, you see,
Than 3 point 1 4 1 5 9
Pi goes on and on and on …
And e is just as cursed.
I wonder: Which is larger
When their digits are reversed?
If (1+x) (real close to 1)
Is raised to the power of 1
Over x, you will find
Here’s the value defined:
Integral z-squared dz
from 1 to the cube root of 3
times the cosine
of three pi over 9
equals log of the cube root of ‘e’.
A burleycque dancer, a pip
Named Virginia, could peel in a zip;
But she read science fiction
and died of constriction
Attempting a Moebius strip.
A conjecture both deep and profound
Is whether the circle is round;
In a paper by Erdo”s,
written in Kurdish,
A counterexample is found.
There once was a log named Lynn
Whose life was devoted to sin.
She came from a tree
Whose base was shaped like an e.
She’s the most natural log I’ve seen.