A circle looked up with a sigh,

I wonder what fills my inside,

She tested a rule,

They’d taught her in school,

Found it was r-squared times pi…

A circle once said to a square,

“Your angles poke me everywhere!”

Try to be smooth,

It’s the way you should move,

An iron can help you get there…

A triangle’s sister once said,

I want a triangular bed!

To build it’s a breeze,

1-80 degrees,

I’ll paint its 3 vertices red!

A line and a ray over there,

Were lazy! An unlikely pair,

It might make them sore,

But they better move more,

Or get fat like a 4-sided square…

The line and the ray had a spat,

Ray wrestled line down to the mat,

At least I don’t end!

Screamed line to his friend,

And ray had no answer for that…