I sat in my car at Wendy’s

wolfing my burger of choice

and spied a be-bopping character

prancing in silent rejoice

across the street he held aloft in one hand a take-out container all shiny

his other arm akimbo a homeless tour de force

 

A happy mathematical genius he was!

 

forward and back he shabby sashshaying

his lips they protruded, mick jiggering dude-head

Excited he was over this salad he was

a twixting the sidewalk between Island Honda and 7-Eleven

slow progress he made destination uncertain

celebration parading

in joyful tirading

nearly tumbling onto the street

 

A happy mathematical genius he was!

 

Now it didn’t appear to be salad

not that particular cut to its jib

my perception corrected it was a pie-plate it was

mouth-watering pie is what I spied

Indeed it was pie he held on high

Good God, one and all, it’s Pi Day!

 

A happy mathematical wonder he was!