THE PHYSICIST
By Rafael Shakespeare
I walked up to the lecture-room,
To hear from the physicist,
Who said he had a new report,
Waited I did for 30 minutes,
And then he came,
With a book in hand,
He presented his new idea,
With all the strings and stuff,
My mind went into cosmic chaos,
Yet the lecture was informing,
And as he did stepout, stepout I did.
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