-A foray into CJ (An Hour of Arithmatic)-
A field of blue backs, against walls of greymeshed in blue ink, confined they stay
A teacher balding, drones on earnest
with mild humour, with numbers well versed
Yet a cloud is there, thick and stifling
minds walled and guarded, imprisoned yet not trying
To break the bonds, of a cold system
against intergration's king, no daring mission
Their wits are addled, battered and tested
against numerical mettle, smarts tackled and bested
Faced with X and Y, and cosecon squared
the mind has little time, for idle fare......
-written 20/08/2007-by JTZ-
So said Aerasio at 23:56
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