An Academic Gentleman
At some time you must have met one,
an academic gentleman.
Though once a whippersnapper,
he's cultured, suave and dapper,
That mustache of his so pert,
his eye for a pretty skirt.
and then his neat bow-tie
which makes the ladies sigh.
He has such a winning way.
He always says 'Good Day.'
They say his grading's fair,
and, these days, that's rare.
He has one nasty knack,
stabbing rivals in the back.
When he does someone wrong,
at least it's with aplomb.
Condemn his spite and bile?
Yes, but - oh. my - what style!
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