Of all the mathematics Mr. Mabie taught—
fractions, percents, the lot—half of which
we hated; fifty percent, forgot—probability
was the hardest, we thought. We wanted
to call Mr. Mabie, Mr. Mabie Not, but could
never figure out the odds of getting caught.
Poem title from chapter 2 of poemcrazy by Susan G. Wooldridge.
Who says math isn’t fun? (More poemcrazy poems here.) Peace to your ♥!