Town Of Round

Back in the days when the world was flat

Before Columbus and all of that

In the town of round there lived a square

The only square anywhere

He had no family, had no friends

All the rounds around would recommend

He be like them or leave their town

Squares don't fit in a town for rounds

But if you're a square, it's hard to move

'Cause your corners dig in and you find that you've

Gotten sorta settled; it's awfully hard

To leave the trees and the flowers in your yard

Well they all got together and gathered around

And tried to push him out of their town

But as they pushed and as they heaved

A strange thing happened that you wouldn't believe.

They rolled and tumbled and couldn't get a hold

Kept bumping around uncontrolled.

They bounced and banged and when they'd hit

They chipped and dented, cracked and split

Into triangles, into squares

Semi-circles were everywhere

And all of a sudden they realized

Everybody was a different size

A different size and a different shape

And squares all over the whole landscape

And that's the way it came to be

I'm not talkin' 'bout geometry

Seems a little bit unfair

Start out round, end up square