Quad Squad

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Quad Squad

The square, so rigidly unnatural,
Yet so simple and un-tangled,
So well-disciplined and fractal,
So right-thinking, so right-angled.
Mondrian painted ’em,
Architects plotted ’em,
Tiled mosiacs are full of the things !
And once you get square eyes,
You’ll never stop spotting ’em –
Vinyl in albums and boxing in rings. 
Hexagons are limestone pavements,
Benzene rings and honeycombs –
But perfect squares are wholly vacant
In our planet’s chromosomes.
Salt crystals, maybe –
But they’re cubic, see,
They’re not 2-D.
The cool kids may call us old-fashioned, un-hip,
Compared to their curvier looseness-of-grip,
But it never bothered me.
Sure, I’ll be a square, I’ll tessellate,
I’m not afraid –
I’ll keep my borders parallel and straight,
And human-made.

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