I just watched Harold and Kumar escape from Guantanamo Bay and I have to say the best part of the movie for me was the poem that Kumar reads out. I figured when I’d heard it that it was probably not written specifically for the movie, although Googling it only turns up results that reference the movie in the first page! Maybe I’m just a geek, but I think it is just done so well!

“Square Root of 3″ by David Feinberg

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed