Short Statistics Poems
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The best way to see variation
is computing a standard deviation.
But variance is preferred
By all the non-nerds
Who can't do a rootification.
Victorian art is quite clean
Though Roman and Greek are obscene
The Queen did not care
That David was bare
But he was quite shy of the mean!
I swung a magazine in a speeding blaze,
and killed five houseflies in three days.
My statistics are good, and for my money,
I'm better than Shohei Ohtunny.
All the statistics are a lie, she said.
Because her news channel said no one was dead.
When she said it to me my face turned red.
I lost two cousins and my Uncle Fred.
'There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics.'"[
Attributed to Mark Twain
anyone can tell a lie but it takes a politician to tell a statistic
Above all reason,
Benign,
Statistics more favourable,
Ticking time bomb in your head
Radiant sight,
Acrylics could suffice,
Combinations/mixed media,
Talented timeless classics.
Human beings are natural mystics.
And irrational characteristics
often lead us astray,
keeping logic at bay.
Satan tempts us with facts and statistics.
Never Nice To Her
Of nothing burgers moron was a meister;
They said he is a fool and some shyster
Saw statistics;
Went ballistics;
When she he knew never is nice to her.
Jim Horn
college statistics
multiplication
heavy calculus
detailed pie charts
elaborate graphs
arithmetic
algebra fun
prealgebra
counting by ten
subtraction
addition
fractions
number
one
Pi
What statistics?
What trigonometry?
Geometry bamboozles me
The math language completely shuts me down.
Pre-algebra breaks my brain waves.
Please let’s not speak of these
Crazy math terms.
Pi
During a lifetime we all produce saliva, enough
To fill two swimming pools, WOW! that's a lot of stuff
Statistics on the Net
For everything you get
Not going further, coz it may cause disgust
Hi there angel of gold
Part of my plan is raising you bold
Solving the statistics that bridges your crazy and your ladylike code
Till I can harvest your deepest emotions with a minimum devotion
They once did a study that perplexes,
Making sure to sample both the sexes.
The av'rage sir or madam,
The stats declare each had 'em
One boob, one nut - a result that vexes.
What goes on
behind
closed doors
prognostics
diagnostics
the fears
the tears
a number
mere statistics
yet
when
it comes to us
a perspective
most unique
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on October 2, 2019
Rondelet: Be Charitable
Be charitable
Employer of rich paper waste
Be charitable
Statistics make high-ups noble
Pulp industry makes rich thick paste
More you give the more the distaste
Be charitable
(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2012
To improve VIEW statistics, 'tis no trouble
Write a naughty limerick and label it “bawdy,”
The number of your PS readers will double
If even after reading it, they sigh “Oh, Lawdy!”
written January 18, 2022
Math2D
I love numbers
statistics
mathematics
puzzles intrigue
words confuse
unless in html
cant you tell?
dot net
is the framework
of my mind
(c) Yvan Lavoie 2018
My website:
math2d.com/home1.aspx
It didn’t work out. *sigh*
What were the odds? Statistics...
- love isn’t baseball.
Where do regrets start?
Should I regret the sunset
- or mourn holding hands?
Or shame desire?
Baseball.. Well, at least he
didn't get to first base. =]
It's said each piece of chocolate shortens life by 2 minutes
By that calculation, I'm dead... died in 1543, don't have any limits
You may think I'm daft
Looney toons in the aft
But statistics don't lie, they just cloud your wickets
It's said each piece of chocolate shortens life by 2 minutes
By that calculation, I'm dead... died in 1543, don't have any limits
You may think I'm daft
Looney toons in the aft
But statistics don't lie, they just cloud your wickets
Drinking and Playing
Drinking and drinking Irish whiskey and red wine
They all thought they saw a spotted giraffe recline
Statistics say play
Oh ya, come what may
then they started playing with a fat porcupine.
Written: 4/14/15
Theresa Marie
Hijack
Strategy employed in a hijack
You cannot tell or crack
Each time, new clever tricks
That are a plus to statistics!
Criminals, they say, are ahead
Is it not alertness that is dead?
Mistrust even your shadow
And avert this baleful blow!!
JM
03rd February 2014
For seeing the shy kid in the back row
For triggering my mind to misbehave
For rousing history's spark from shadow
The past is not mothball statistics, saved
It is people; bloody, broken and brave
For lessons taught, in all glory and flaw
I learned who I am - thank you, Mr. Law.
10/18/19
Acceptance beyond comprehension
Doing everything for God
Human intelligence just keeps learning
Memories naturally occlude
Prophets quote real statistics
Truth unifies virtue
With xtian youthful zeal
2/23/2023
Written for A Forms and Words Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet
LOVE
Does love follow any logic ?
No, it's mystic and whimsical .
Statistics of love affairs state :
' Lovers stay frolic for short time
but mostly to face tragic end.
Pain of love to prick throughout life.'