By Kelly Holz
You think that we run in circles
But I know that it's point blank
We're on different planes, foo
And for that, I shall eternally thank
In your proof that you = me
You have a great big flaw
Me is replaced by the unknown girl x
Or maybe nobody at all
Your triangle shaped head annoys me
And speaking of triangles- this isn't right
I don't find it the least bit acute
I'm the width, but you're the height
Just give it up!
I'm a hexagon and you're a square
I'm # 1- you're in the negatives
And that's no ordered pair
You're the angle of my depression
You send me to the shrink!
We're not anywhere near parallel
Don't you even think?
I really hope you like my poem
Its better than your 4 line rhyme
So here's the answer to your equation
No- I won't be your valentine!