There was a doped hostess who went high,
For no earthly reason she started to cry --
She beat her chest,
And kissed a guest,
And they said she was as irrational as π.
For no earthly reason she started to cry --
She beat her chest,
And kissed a guest,
And they said she was as irrational as π.
4 comments:
Irrational as pi...
Good one
LOL!
My attempt.. It doesn't sound too great. But I shall put it here nevertheless.
What I need for a high,
Is not whisky, rum or rye,
For there is e,
And there is me,
Both as irrational as pi.
P(i),
A perfectly good one!
LOL...LOL
rhymaholics!
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