There are times when I'm low
and I've nowhere left to go,
except to the lonely hole
inside my room.
In there I will dwell,
pondering of the hell
that my calculus can
bring man.
THEN!
A FLASH AND A BANG
EVERTHING GOES ZIP AND ZANG
AS I GRAB THE BEST THING FOR MEEEEEEEE!
TI-89!
EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS FINE
WHEN I'VE GOT MY TI-89!
INTEGRALS DON'T HAVE A CHANCE,
EVERYONE GET UP AND DANCE
TI-89!
Calculus is such a bore,
but you never have to snore,
if you have a calculator like mine!
Watch the problems start to die,
geez who needs to multipy?
TI-89!
T is for the time I save,
I is for the integrals it craves
8 is for the verses I sing
9 is the times that people scream
T-I-89!
*Inspired by The Usergroup.*
