The Postmodern Fool

A mathematician sits down with another
While a postmodern fool stands idly by.
"The product of my three daughter's ages
"Are 72, and their sum is the number on my house."
The other walks out, looks at the house,
"I still do not know."
For two permutations will equal 14.
But, then the first mathematician says,
"My eldest has brown eyes."
And the second mathematician says,
"Ah your daughters are three, three and eight."
The Postmodern fool scoffs,
"They could be I-I-R-I-S-H TW-i-I-N-Ns!"
The first mathematician gives a puzzled look,
"Then why would I have given the exercise?"
The second one states, "Yes, this is the foolishness
"Of our postmodern world.
"It states every inductively improbable
"Exception as the rule by which to base themselves."