a degree divides itself
In an arc minute
Divides itself into an arc second,
All lost in the fury of parallax.
And we learn,
Then we forget as easy, 🙅🏻
Astronomincal unit, between the lovers of galaxies,
Between me and you, are nano metres not measured,
In direct scale.
We move on to significant figures,
But no moods are,
because you can either physics
or take care of your baby like emotions,
And zero coming here can be significant,
But just in the next question it’ll be insignificant,
It is like they have their own, tricks,
And we are the slaves, as it seems
Who have to understand these nonchalant schemes.
And then comes the most evil character, the maths,
And maths, is already what it is,
Let’s not talk about its tortures on us,
May these be shortlived.
And then we come to tan and cos
And what not,
Physics keeps ignoring, that we have other things to do too,
But then this is the exclusive physics schedule,
And no one can play cool.
And just as I finished studying, my weekend got over.
And I was to worry, about this physics schedule.