OFFICIAL CHARTER OF McKENNALAND
A Parody to the tune of Camelot
Words by Sherrie M. Bartell

Hear Ye! Hear Ye! The Mayor has made it clear--
Statistics must be spoken all the year.

A law was passed a distant moon ago here:
Go analyze your data -- the command.
Officially the language is statistics
(in) McKennaland!

Poor methods are verboten so remember
Nonsampling error is forever banned.
By order every sample must be random
(in) McKennaland!

.McKennaland! McKennaland!
Perhaps it sounds a bit bizarre,
.In McKennaland! McKennaland!
That's how conditions are.

Where Chernoff faces smile sun-up till sundown
And deviation is a standard, too.
In short, you can't infer
A place that's happier
For testing a hypothesis or two
McKennaland!

McKennaland! McKennaland!
Where it gives an an' lyst pause,
In McKennaland! McKennaland!
To break statistics laws.

The rainbow up above looks like a bell curve
The Lord must be a statistician, too!
All told, there's simply not
A more fit scatterplot
On heaven and earth than right here--
McKennaland!

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