I think that I shall never float
A number faithful to its note.
It rounds away what once was true,
And leaves me guessing what is due.
A sum of tenths is not the same,
As real math would have you claim.
NaNs arise from dark divides,
While infinities on both sides.
Subnormals lurk in silent shame,
Precision lost, but none to blame.
Oh floating point, deceitful friend,
You fool us all until the end.