Cosine

The following pastiche is best read while listening to Eric Clapton‘s studio version of Cocaine, with dutiful apologies to J. J. Cale:

If you wanna compute
You gotta hit her out
Cosine

If you wanna trig down
Down to the ground
Cosine

She don't sine
She don't sine
She don't sine
COSINE

If you've got a matrix
And you're out of tricks
Cosine
When your Matlab is done
Then you wann-a run
Cosine

She don't sine
She don't sine
She don't sine
COSINE

[instrumental]

If your exam is done
And you wanna trig on
Cosine
Don't forget this fact
x times ((pred x) fact)
Cosine

She don't sine
She don't sine
She don't sine
COSINE

She don't sine
She don't sine
She don't sine
COSINE

[instrumental, fading]

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Created [17 Sep 2022]