Poems from lmm5896

Pharaoh
A Pharaoh sits upon His sunny throne, Surfeited, Craven, Oblivious.   The Clouds move in, The Sun, Veiled, hides beneath a layer Of...
Mr. Generic
No, Mr Generic, you're not right. The answer is pi over four. Pi over four, can't you see? Stop telling me the answer is pi over three,...