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The shortcomings of genius

Athletes of intellect ponder difficult questions
Cortex’s quiver to cerebral suggestions
A genius theorises with a deepening frown
Well, how come my toast always lands face down?

Quantum conundrums confoundingly dreary  
Cynical scientists dismiss a new theory
A mastermind clutches his head in distress 
Well, if a crab has no shell, is it naked or homeless?

Wisdom, the child of mental ability
Science, the offspring of cranial agility
Empirical evidence so hard to collate 
Well, why does sour cream have an expiry date?



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  1. Date: 9/7/2011 7:08:00 PM

    very clever and funny! a charming write!

  1. Date: 9/7/2011 6:49:00 PM

    ...and what color does a smurf turn when he holds his breath? I like it, Howard, thanks for the giggle! ~N