Along each branch more pleasure I collect, down and down the tree I go…

One, one, two, three, five, eight and thirteen, all are ready to commit grave sin…

But approximations can be shown, Taylor can make me less firm…

I am a vector, stiff, I stand erect…

Spread me wide, spread me thin, take my insides for a spin…

Machine learning, the talk of the town. How do we bring our error rate down?

One is less than a combination of two, from Kumon days I’ve known this to be true…

I must have seen him, a different time, I was an innocent girl..

I travel that quadrant, a real-valued whore…

The wonder of a roll of dice is that you can roll once or twice…