My Dog, Division

I know it was really a silly decision,
But I got a new dog,
And named him
Division...


Division
ain't average,
Like other ole' mutts...
You see he wouldn't eat food,
No ifs, ands, or buts...

Is he O.K? offered Mom,
Is he sick? said my Dad,
I said...
No,
Division's finding quotients,
It's what makes him feel glad...

The first day I gave him 4 pieces of treat,


But when I got home from school,
he had had nothing to eat!!
He'd divided his treats into 2 equal parts..
2 treats in each pile,

This dog had math smarts!!

The next day I gave Division even more biscuit,
Yes, 9 treats in his bowl,

It was a lot, but I'd risk it...
But when I came home,
I found he'd eaten not one,
He had 3 piles of 3,


This dog was not dumb!!!

So the day after I shouted,
Division...go eat!!!
And I screamed,
And I yelled until I was red like a beet...
I then gave him 36 small pieces of steak,


And went off to school,
I also left him a cake..

But when I returned,
Had he eaten the beef?
I HOPE...
There were 6 piles of 6...

Oh goodness grief...
It's Nope!!!
At least the cake was gone,
And that's the sweet truth,
I think my dog,
Division might have a sweet tooth...

Division, I said,
What are we gonna do?
If you keep finding quotients,
There will be no you!!!
I think we'll go down some other pet-path,
So I decided to teach
Division,
Some new types of math!!!

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