I see a square up in the air, four equal sides and corners there I wonder why a square is there But still it is o.k. This rectangle I've seen before on equal sides and corners four Its shape reminds me of a door I look at shapes that way. (Chorus:) But a triangle's a thrill to see: three lovely sides, and corners three that look like poetry to me I look at three sides now They make me say: Oh, wow! (A triangle - oh wow!) A circle is one side that bends around and round and never ends With circles I'm the best of friends They're useful as can be. A circle can be many a thing: a hook, a tire, an onion ring But circle don't make my heart sing To triangles I bow. Chorus Oh wow!