Antipolynomialism

I object to the polynomial invasion of my mind. Unwanted polynomials interfere with my thoughts, rendering me baffled and bewildered, unsure of my own identity. Last night I dreamt a polynomial poem. It was a poem (or a polynomial?) in the fourth degree, and it was truly beautiful. If only I could remember it and write it down for you. I know, dubitable as it may sound to you, that that polynomial poem was really another attempt (by the math faculty of the universe) to gain control of my faculties, to make me believe that math is a good thing.