the square root of seven

smart boys terrify me

i'm afraid of sounding stupid

sad the i can better relate

to empty headed fools

but when the smart boy talks

he makes my forehead wrinkle

while i try to figure out

what he sees in me

his lovely words are wasted

on my ignorant ears

the poor smart boy thinks he can teach me

thinks he can relate

to an empty headed fool

honey there's nothing underneath the surface

what you see is what you get

so go find a girl who

after 1 and a half years

of the same math class

knows what the sqaure root

of seven is

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