I hated fractions in school.Things were nice and simple whole;Numbers stood alone or side by side,And even after a divide,They agreed around a point,But fractions fraction wholesome math. A simple give and takeTo Share a base in firm foundationsBalanced like an equal yoke,Like a […]
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Life of a Sock
When life turns tumultuous twisting and churning, Which way should I go, which way is up? …Squirl! What does the sock experience when washed? Does it like the squeezing, rubbing, and spinning? The end will come when the dirt is gone, But to be […]
