Pythagorean Theorems have killed me.

I cannot look at pie without crying.

Math has made me crazy, don't you agree?

I dropped math class this year, I am dying.

I count tears on my fingers like numbers,

and determine the volume it fills up.

I can't add up the hours I've slumbered,

or store all the drool I've produced in a cup.

The SOLs are the bane of my life,

the reason I have bottled up this wrath.

All the years, tears, struggles, toils, brawls, and the strife,

Has created my hatred for all math.

I will skip each and every day of class,

Mathematicians can kiss my dumb a**.