Six Hundred
I estimate six hundred, more or less,
Getting or spending. Calculate by powers,
Dividing it by sixty times the hours
You took to multiply it. It's a mess,
But would you rather be stuck playing chess
With some old geezer counting sky-borne flowers?
Give me some cheese, a tray of whiskey sours,
And fifteen dollars, and I'll make a guess.
I'd rather be a pagan suckled in
A creed outworn than have to figure out
The final numbers, like a racetrack tout,
By counting on my fingers. It's a sin,
Throwing my workbooks in the garbage bin,
And intimating Wordsworth wouldn't pout.
Getting or spending. Calculate by powers,
Dividing it by sixty times the hours
You took to multiply it. It's a mess,
But would you rather be stuck playing chess
With some old geezer counting sky-borne flowers?
Give me some cheese, a tray of whiskey sours,
And fifteen dollars, and I'll make a guess.
I'd rather be a pagan suckled in
A creed outworn than have to figure out
The final numbers, like a racetrack tout,
By counting on my fingers. It's a sin,
Throwing my workbooks in the garbage bin,
And intimating Wordsworth wouldn't pout.
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