Square root of three

I feel I will always be a lonely number like root three
A three is all that’s good and right
Why must my three keep out of sight
beneath a viscous square-root sign?

I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When, hark, just what is this I see?
another square root of three
has quietly come waltzing by
together now we multiply
to form a number we prefer
rejoicing as an integer
we break free from our mortal bonds
and with a wave of magic wands
our square-roots signs become unglued
and love for me have been renewed

#Harold&Kumar