## Archive for August 4, 2017

### Mo’ Math Limericks

I’ve posted limericks to this blog before. Quite a few, in fact.

But a friend recently sent me *The Mathematical Magpie*, a collection of math essays, stories and poems assembled by Clifton Fadiman and published by Simon and Schuster in 1962. Coincidentally, one section of the book is titled *Comic Sections*, the name of a mathematical joke book written by Des MacHale in 1993. (I contacted Professor MacHale several years ago, and he suggested that we swap books. Best. Trade. Ever.) Des MacHale is Emeritus Professor at the University of Cork, a mere 102 km from Limerick, Ireland… which brings us full circle to today’s topic.

*The Mathematical Magpie* contains quite a few limericks, one of which you have likely heard before:

There was a young lady named Bright,

Who traveled much faster than light.

She started one day

In the relative way,

And returned on the previous night.

Despite a variety of other claims, that limerick was written by Professor A. H. Reginald Buller, F.R.S., a biologist who received £2 when the poem was published in *Punch*, and he “was more excited at the check than he was later when his book on fungi was published.”

You may not, however, be familiar with Professor Buller’s follow-up limerick about Miss Bright:

To her friends said the Bright one in chatter,

“I have learned something new about matter:

As my speed was so great

Much increased was my weight,

Yet I failed to become any fatter!”

Here are a few other limericks that appear in *The Mathematical Magpie*:

There was an old man who said, “Do

Tell me how I’m to add two and two?

I’m not very sure

That it doesn’t make four —

But I fear that is almost too few.

Anon.The topologist’s mind came unguided

When his theories, some colleagues derided.

Out of Möbius strips

Paper dolls he now snips,

Non-Euclidean, closed, and one-sided.

Hilbert Schenck, Jr.A mathematician named Ray

Says extraction of cubes is child’s play.

You don’t need equations

Or long calculations

Just hot water to run on the tray.

L. A. GrahamFlappity, floppity, flip!

The mouse on the Möbius strip.

The strip revolved,

The mouse dissolved

In a chronodimensional skip.

Frederick Winsor

And though it’s not a limerick, this one is just too good not to include for your enjoyment:

A diller, a dollar,

A witless trig scholar

On a ladder against a wall.

If length over height

Gives an angle too slight,

The cosecant may prove his downfall.

L. A. Graham

Finally, I leave you with a MJ4MF original:

With my head in an oven

And my feet on some ice,

I’d say that, on average,

I feel rather nice!

**Got any math poems or limericks you’d like to share? We’d love to hear them!**