To a lovely young lady teaching geometry

Oh, Lady think me not obtuse
Because I cannot comprehend
The square of the hypotenuse,
And pray, when you bisect a plane,
 Forgive me if my thoughts pretend
 To follow yours, but jump the train.
For when I see you standing there
Before the board, it fags my mind
To ponder angles in a square;
Such things are hard upon my nerves
 How can you blame me if
I find It easier to think in curves?

ANDERSON M. SCRUGGS.