Our lives are ruled by statistics
So we live our lives by mimic
The best possible outcome
With at least a 90% probability for some
What's my chance is the game we play
To your choice of carpets to whether to stay
And algorithms will tell what partner is best
By pushing you forward from the rest
I wonder how the olden days worked
When statistics weren't part of the jerks
Both physically and mentally to win
And knowing your chance of whether you'll win.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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