Calculus: A Dirge

Yesterday, at a quarter to two,
I walked into a class.
A class like none I'd had before
Like none I'll ever have.
This class that they call Calculus-
How I dread it's coming!
I greet it with such moans and groans
You'd think I'd lost some money.
But no! I've just been forced to do some
Differentiation
And so it goes with math and such
Those classes that I dread
Could someone tell why I signed up
For this class again?

Snoink will probably like.

The rhythm is good. I can't say it's for me, but for what it is, it's good.

That's good. It's a last second thing for a poem for class... I wrote it in another class.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMG! OMG! OMG!

*totally freaks out*

I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!

That is, differentiation is kind of pain, really, but where it really gets interesting is integration, which is so FRIGGIN' AWESOME that it HURTS! And I LIKE WRITING IN CAPITALS!!!!!!!!

No, but really! We have like... four math poems, and yours is one of them! HOW AWESOME IS THAT?????? XD

Oh, this is AWESOME!

You'll want to check out my TI-89 tibit. That calculator can make your life a lot more easier.

I'm glad you guys like it- and I read and commented on the TI-89 poem! Those things make me drool. Except that since I'm in public school, they gave me a calculator up until this year. In September, I got my parents to buy me an 83. They aren't upgrading it for me now, which makes me sad.
And I know that integration is more interesting that differentiation! But now it's getting all confusing because there's this stuff where all of a sudden we're doing volume of weird shaped solids and I have no idea. Way too confusing.

Very true. Nothing to say in the point of poetry, because I doubt your going for any laurels here - just, perhaps, a passing grade.