Flat

A scientist once said it's flat
and I again agreed
He said the Earth is very flat
and lay upon his tweed

A flatter man he was not
A testimony pleased
As all his back was laying flat
and logic cleared the weeds

So we could go into a future
where people proved him wrong
Until the day the next man said
The Universe is long

Now we all know that long is key
for what they now call flat
And as before and once for more
they'll sell us all on that

So ask yourselves what they should mean
when all our thoughts our flat
And even gas from all these men
is flatulence at that

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