I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious 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...

Such a Nice Poetry by David Feinberg

This episode is also available as a blog post: https://experiencingintelligence.wordpress.com/2018/03/19/the-square-root-of-three/