Inspired by Math with Bad Drawings, here a trio of my own limerick creations:

Two circles surrounding a square

Was more than the poor thing could bear.

It made itself fetal

‘Til planar was hedral.

Cylindrical nets are a snare!

Isometry! Great celebration!

But tragedy followed elation,

When off of the grid

The image got slid.

The pre-image — Lost in translation.

A circle can hardly afford

To argue with segments, good Lord!

When a disc meets a line

It is far more refined

When instead it is seeking a chord.

Paul Hartzer(Post author)Two more…

With a triangle right and scalene

(Or isosceles, isn’t that keen?)

The height of the hunk

Is the root of the chunks

As a product… not to be mean.

Pythagoras (“Fred” to his crew)

Was found fretting the square root of two

They said, “Here’s a theorem,”

But he couldn’t quite hear ’em

Since Fred was irrational, too.

Paul Hartzer(Post author)A line’s a collection of points

That is endless and lacking in joints.

If you give it a bend

Or give it an end,

This results in you losing some points.

Ray Charles, Ray Parker got praise.

Their duets were starting a craze

On heavy rotation

Throughout all the nation.

Their angle? A merging of Rays.