Let’s get the ball rolling: Fractions and decimals form a hill; A rock as big as a house appears at the top And starts turning at subtraction.
Quicker now, here comes
What have I done to provoke this improbable pursuer? Miscounted decimal places, Carried the wrong number, Or did I just forget to underline my answer? Questions dance in the background of operations, The star of this ill-provoked tantrum.
Though it never catches me before I wake, The rock stays with me until the next act: Pieces of it stuck to my shirt Like the Devil’s Velcro golf *****.