I fear not the Ides of March.
Nay! My curse, it comes the day before.
On that dark day,
I be terrorized,
by each new digit,
I do memorize.
Evil ratio!
Upon thy eternal path I ne'er gain.
Dreadful day!
Thou doest mock mine mortal pain.
Irrationality!
Surely be the price I pay.
Yield!
I wave white before thee,
Pi Day.
Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 2:39 PM UTC
I fear not the Ides of March.
Nay! My curse, it comes the day before.
On that dark day,
I be terrorized,
by each new digit,
I do memorize.
Evil ratio!
Upon thy eternal path I ne'er gain.
Dreadful day!
Thou doest mock mine mortal pain.
Irrationality!
Surely be the price I pay.
Yield!
I wave white before thee,
Pi Day.
