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Jul 2016
Maths being their ancestral home
Living in a house of geometry box
Scale the tall man, working
In the company of lines
Protractor his stout wife,
Controlling the house in all degrees
Set squares the two daughters,
Helping their mother in some angles
Compass the one-legged son,
In business with his friend the pencil
The art of making circles and arcs
Divider the youngest one,
Poking his nose in all their business
Without this amazing family there is no Maths !
Just fun
Prathipa Nair
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Prathipa Nair
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