Pi, I ask you why
When I was young you knew me as shy
As you stood before my eye
The beauty you would supply
A skirt might show your thigh
Some thing always made me try to apply
Now more than ever I need your reply
You know I demand what you imply
Some where up there high in the sky
Perhaps in the riches of dubai
You will never say good bye
I will never ever as you know deny
They have called me tough guy
Called me sly
I try, I cry, I try to never lie
Somehow long ago everything in my life went awry
Has the well run dry?
Am I here on earth just to spy?
Though soon it will be Pi day and I sit here and just sigh
Are there any numbers any more? Any equations left that on I can rely?
3.14 and yes I want a lot more
22/7 is 3 weeks and a day into july
March 14, Pi day - I will wear a tie
Pi? Oh Pi? Am I your guy?