Nouns are the names of things we know
out in the world of all we don't
An infinite number of nameless stars
Ptolemy called some the constellation Leo
or among some pile of stones
one is called a lithocarp
We have yesterday, today, tomorrow,
but no one bothered about the day after that
It's just the day after tomorrow
The numbers, some whole, some prime
rational, irrational, transcendental
One is the Hardy-Ramanujan
1729
Shapes - triangles, hexagons
and now, the parallelohedra
Rum, lime juice and mint make a mojito
but that drink you made as a kid
with a little bit of each alcohol in your
parent's liquor cabinet and after
which you threw up out the window
and down the side of the house
has no name
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