A poet’s frightening encounter with Pearson’s r!

Statistical, logistical
Mathmatical confustical…
No wonder ancient folk
Considered numbers magical.
My head has turned
Upside down and inside out
Knowledge drains
Like water from a spout
Give me infinitives
Or even yet a partical
With adjective and adverbs
I can wax intensely smartical
But median, mean and mode
Cause me to dream of yesteryear
Of runic rhymes and druid…
No, wait! They had numerical lore
No doubt their genius
Seasonal math did explore…
I fear though I find words yummy,
I remain forever a mathematical dummy!
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