Sheldon Harnick

Completely round is the perfect pearl the oyster manufactures
Completely round is the steering wheel that leads to compound fractures
Completely round is the golden fruit that hangs on the orange tree
Yes, the circle shape is quite reknowned
'Tis sad to say it can be found in the low-down dirty run around
My true love gave to me Yes, my true love gave to me

Completely square was the velvet box he said my ring would be in
Completely square was the envelope he said farewell to me in
Completely square was the handkerchief I burnish constantly
As it dries my eyes of the tears I shed
And blows my nose 'til it turns bright red for a perfect square is my true love's head
He will not marry me No! He will not marry me

Rectangular was the hotel door, my true love to sneak through
Rectangular was the transom over which I had to peek through
Rectangular was the hotel room I entered angrily
Now rectangular was the wooden box
Where lies my love 'neath the golden flox They say he died of the chicken pox
In part, I must agree One chick too many had he

Triangular is the piece of pie I eat to ease my sorrow
Triangular is the hatchet blade I plan to hide tomorrow
Triangular the relationship that now has ceased to be,
And triangular is the garment thin that fastens on with a safety pin
To a prize I had no wish to win
It's a lasting memory that my true love gave to me