In Flatland

That distant imaginary country of two dimensions

Where three d folks look on and smile

At their goofy flat ways

The Circle is God

And the women are lines no one takes seriously

A strict case system created to mock

Crap Victorian Bizarreness

Well now

A Reuleaux Triangle

Is a triangle that can act like a wheel

Its a circle when it wants to be

And a triangle when it wants to be

And for centuries

The circles treated the Reuleaux like shit

Until after great pain and suffering

Now the Reuleaux are full circles

Except they also want to be victims...