what is topology? Lets us know TOPOLGY with a POEM.

Topology is a Mystery Math; the strangest you will find for it’s a very difficult thing that will defy your mind.

It’s the bafflement of Hilda’s, the Invariants’ despair For when we try and do some maths -Topology’s in there!

Topology, topology, there’s nothing like Topology, It even affects those students of Maths and Philosophy.

Its powers of confusion would make a tutor stare for when you try and do some maths -Topology’s in there!

You may hide within the library, you may look up in the air, But I tell you once and once again- there’s Topology in there!

Topology’s impossible, you can never win, You would know it if you saw it, for it does your head right in.

Your brow is deeply lined with thought, you know not what it’s about “How the Hell do I do this?” you want to scream and shout,

It’s getting pretty frustrating now, you don’t know how much more you can take, And when you want to go to sleep, it’ll keep you wide awake.

Topology, Topology, there’s nothing like Topology for it’s a fiend in abstract form, a little like geometry.

You may achieve a torus, by manipulating a square but when proof’s discovered, then Topology’s in there!

It’s outwardly all right (How hard can it be?)

But when a deadline’s coming up then a panic you will see. And when the library’s looted, or your notes have been rifled or the hint you need is missing, or another maths boy’s been stifled, or your iron will’s been broken, your sanity past repair.

No need to explain a thing -Topology’s in there.

And when the examiners write the examination before the students condemn themselves to an eternal damnation there are whispers of hope in the hall or on the stair

But it’s useless to avoid the conclusion — Topology’s in there!

And when our failure’s been disclosed, all the tutors say: “It must have been the Topology!” — but they like it anyway.

You'll be sure to find the students resting, their hopes and dreams all sunk or down the bar drinking gin, getting very drunk.