Prime Number Poetry

Write a poem that includes at least 5 different prime numbers as last words in a line (and then rhyme something else with it).

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A Primer on Erich

Written by @iamTalkyTine on April 30, 2014 9:10 pm
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Well, Erich he pestered (so bad!) those two!
The mom, she didn’t know what to do!

So late one night (at 3:13),
He took a walk (he was SO mean!)

Tripped down some stairs (say, twenty-three)
You sure are clumsy! (Don’t look at me!)

Tumble fudge down twenty-nine,
That retribution is looking fine!

Sum 106 will get you seven,
It’s time for you to go to heaven!

NOT!

(Rest in pieces, Erich!)

by @iamTalkyTina

(Note: Similarities to any characters real or imaginary is purely in your own mind and not anything that I had anything to do with. Plus, it was just a show! Remember Kojak?)


Summer Lovin’

Written by AstroComfy on April 30, 2014 5:53 pm
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It was a hot summer’s day in ’67
He thought he’d died and gone to heaven,
But by the summer of ’71
His summer love had up and run.
He’d sleep in ’til two
and his sadness it grew.
Years then had passed quickly;
had it been four or three?
He’d not lived nor thrived,
for it had been more like five.


Amazon Prime

Written by Viv Caruna on April 30, 2014 2:48 pm
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A numerologist from Calcutta
Loved to prime numbers utter
Two bottles of whisky
Three gins, she was frisky
Five lagers, she slept in the gutter.

She took a trip on a liner.
Because she thought nothing was finer.
Then twenty nine sailors
And Norwegian whalers
Took turns to wine her and dine her.

The Captain’s name he was Pythagorus
Smoked nineteen a day and was amorous.
They stopped at Vancouver
For a critical manoeuvre
But he crashed and then all turned cantankerous.

She then ran off with the stoker.
But he was quite mediocre.
She joined the Dagenham girl pipers
And now she’s changing diapers
With a Milton Keynes insurance broker.

The poor gal, she now is deceased.
Call one zero three for the Priest.
T’was the five sixty niner
Back on the liner
Now she’ll always face south by south east.
(The details remain unreleased).


Prime Time

Written by Cris Crissman @Cris2B on April 29, 2014 11:28 pm
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Today I begin my analysis of things gone well, at least three
So three right things will be the key
Psychologist Seligman on this is keen
And over a week, you’d be up to at least nineteen.

And for a month, think seven hundred and fifty-one
Reflection on success is seldom done
So what do other people do for kicks?
In a semester you’d have four thousand five hundred and six

And over a year? Why it’s up to nine thousand and twelve
And if into this theory you’d like more to delve
Then watch Seligman’s TED prez
Join two million eight hundred and twelve thousand nine hundred and seven the site sez.

Seligman on TED http://www.ted.com/talks/martin_seligman_on_the_state_of_psychology


Primo Love

Written by ZanGR on April 29, 2014 6:33 pm
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I wonder who
thought to pair us in two.
If it was up to me,
we’d all come as three.
We might feel more alive
if we sought groups of five.
Many might find it heaven
if marriages were in seven.
There would even be some hearts revvin’
at the thought of lovers numbered eleven.


The numbered days of #ds107

Written by todd_conaway on April 29, 2014 2:23 pm
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Alan Liddel led the revolt that birth’d 107,
We had had enough of the Oblivion madness in one-oh-six heaven.
The good Oblivion from Swaffham
Had Suduko numbers written across his heart,
and at 97
passed happily into a remixed heaven.

The March of Madness lasted till 2011
under the banner of one-oh-seven
when the man was discovered by Detective Kim Droom
hiding in the apartment behind 53
Elm Street and under a tree


Sonnet 106

Written by dkernohan on April 29, 2014 2:13 pm
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Shall I compare thee to 107?
Thou art less primely yet more alive:
Instance of open learning heaven,
And so much more than just the number 5;
Sometimes addictive and always so much fun,
But never to be confused with 503;
Or 911, or even 21.
By chance or nature’s changing course made free;
But 53 is prime, yet half of you,
A factor in your greatness and your prime;
A fifty third of you is also 2,
Despite that, you are less than 389:
Oh centred pentagonal number that still sticks,
Why be a prime, you can be 106.


106 as a prime

Written by Anna Cow on April 29, 2014 1:52 pm
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Twenty three and three and fourty three,
Are prime numbers
Do you see?

106 is double prime:
53 twice
That is prime number five.


She is still the only one

Written by Ronald on April 29, 2014 1:25 pm
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Prime Poem

She was the only one;
with whom it all begon.
Not with three,
that would have been too much for me.
Surely not with five,
I only wanted one wife.
Seven?
Doesn’t sounds like heaven.
And even when I am fifty three,
she is still the best for me


At the Ripe Old Age …

Written by @dogtrax on April 29, 2014 5:42 am
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At the ripe old age of 89,
I came to the realization of something left behind
in a house whose address was 643
on Main Street, near the post office, by the big ol’ tree,
and so if you would like to earn a reward of 109
dollars, I would be most appreciative if you took the time
to gather my stuff, including my pets, all 5,
if they happen to still be living there, and if they happen to be alive.
Give me a call — my area code is 367
unless I’ve gone away, then you can text me in Heaven.