One

As data unfold
Alas! The model won’t fit
Still the curve bends right

Two

While frequentists count,
Bayesians believe - or not
Now what is my fate?

Three

Support my vectors
Will you - the margin must grow
Wheat from chaff apart

Four

The deeper we learn
The lonelier the neurons
Black magic at work

Five

My profile is me
A bunch of features - that’s all
But where is my soul?