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I want no part of fractions They only bring me grief. Half the time on the quarter quiz I can't explain what one eighth is. It took math teachers to decide That we'll divide them side by side. They say it works, I don't know why You turn one over and multiply. I think the world's worst agitator Is the smallest common denominator. You need 'em to add, it drives you silly, But multiplying is willy nilly. I may be bad but here's the topper: They say my fractions are improper. My dreams of success are cast asunder-- My number above is bigger than under. Tell me, folks, ain't it absurd? One half is bigger than one third! Why, back in first grade we all knew: A three is larger than a two. Math teachers find it so amusing That learning fractions is confusing. Why, we could learn this stuff real fine If they'd take out that silly line. —Grandpa Tucker |
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