Number Theory

Number Theory

You fondlin
with numbers

The pennies
from your
dads cupboard

For the
little red
sweets

The school
awaits you

With its
golden arms

Stealin your
classmates tiffin

The smashed
potato

And the
bread with
butter

You dont
pay up

And the
evil follows
you till
your old
age

You grow
up a
fine lookin
man

Connin everyone
from the
man lookin for
fruits

To the
yellow man
strugglin
in the
mud

The Old
Age arrives

You unable
to read
the numbers
on paper

Signin everythin
from the will
prepared by your
son

To the
vote for
the country

It is
payback time

All the
numbers you
stole

Eludin you
to escape
into a
black hole

You came
empty-handed

To leave
the world

With evertyhin
from womb
to tomb

The story
of a
man

From zero
to Infinity

Caution: This might be all theory

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