Pagan Poetry

A little math humor...
"They integrated from the very point of origin. Her curves were continuous, and even though he was odd, he was a real number. They both wanted to get skewed. The day their lines first intersected, they became an ordered pair. From then on, it was a continuous function. They were both in their prime, so in next to no time they were horizontal and parallel. She was awed by the magnitude of his perpendicular line, and he was amazed by her conical projections.

"Bisect my angle!" she postulated each time she reached her local maximum. They had many simultaneous solutions. He taught her the chain rule as she implicitly defined the amplitude of his simple harmonic Motion. They underwent multiple rotations of their axes, until at last they reached the vertex, the critical
point, their finite limit.

After that they slept like logs. Later she found him taking a right-handed limit, and that was a problem. It was improper form. He meanwhile had realized that she was irrational, not to mention square. It seemed as though she was from another dimension.

Things just weren't adding up, so they diverged. That was a real plus because he needed to get her out of his domain.
She's currently reaching the limit in a relationship that is somewhat undefined. He is currently unable to afford dating because he did a cosine on a loan for his son, Ray."