Whenever you’re called on to make up your mind

And you’re hampered by not having any,

The best way to solve the dilemma, you’ll find,

Is simply by flipping a penny.

No, not so that chance shall decide the affair

While you’re passively standing there moping;

But the moment the penny is up in the air

You suddenly know what you’re hoping.

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this poem was written by a polymath

for when we cannot decide.

B.