Saturday, August 31, 2013

more limericks

To contribute to some poetry reading with friends last night, I wrote another (extremely dumb, but hey, I was vacuuming) limerick:

An insecure cephalopod
felt his limbs were unfortunately flawed.
Their number was nine,
which would've been fine,
but they stood out for being so odd.

And here's Matt's from a long time ago actually. Controls theory background required...

When designing adaptive control
And desiring a proof of your goal
Use Lyapunov, not Routh
Or, with sine waves at "out"
You'll end up with an infinite pole.

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