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Poems about math
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As the air, mathematics needed
Very little courage officer.
Calculations! Volley! And the goal is struck
Mighty Blow metal.
And the soldiers remembered a moment,
As a schoolboy dreaming of hours of learning:
About feat squalls of fire,
About furious burst of attack. .
But the teacher was strict,
And each time he broke off rude boy:
- Dreaming pretty, repeat the story
The properties of the circle and the square corners.
And the love of a warrior preserved
To the teacher away, gray-haired.
As the air, mathematics needed
Today, the young officer.
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