Perplexities of Algebra
At times, my mind seems like a sieve
Everything goes in and then right out
I chase facts to and fro, till up I give
Then all at once, I give a great shout.
At last the pattern of numbers I see
The complexities of algebra are no longer
The beauty and rhytmn, now is shown to me
Clarity of mind is mine, no longer will I founder
Through the jungle of variables, exponents and roots
Cube roots, quadratic formulas, proofs and theorems.
Source: No idea who wrote the poem...was found typed on a sheet of paper...no name