Lunch poems
posted on February 1, 2018

There was a young researcher called Titipat he was trying to code in dot mat The code didn’t work and he went berserk so people called him Matlab expat

There was a belief of Roozbeh(s) That all went according to rule Bayes. At the casino, he lost money and didn’t find it that funny Intuitions work better Heuristic to the letter Now never with stats he now plays