by Franc28 on Mon Mar 25, 2002 8:07 am
O Pi, number of the heavens,
Thy twin pillars supporting,
Thy horizontal bar unwavering,
We doth love you, o great one.
Pi, Pi, thy resolve be of steel,
Thy greatness plentiful,
And thy applications without end.
Pi, how I longeth to be you !
Thou maketh my head turn,
And the heretics burn,
Civilisations may come and go,
But thou, great Pi, will be...
Forever and ever.