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The Colourblind Scientist

The colourblind scientist He was from Pakistan, always wore a blue suit we were walking away from a ship that sank. So, I said, what are you doing for a living? I´m a mathematician, he said currently I`m trying to make brown into green by using a math formula, so far I have got grey colours but lack funds to continue. We came to a park and sat down, I pointed to the grass said it was green. That is the problem, he said, why is it green? If I could find a mathematical formula, I could make the whole world green, and there would be equality. He was lost in thought for a while and spoke; can´t you picture it as a green Himalaya? A pigeon came flying and sat on his head I fed it breadcrumbs. The scientist thanked me, got up and left.

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Date: 9/25/2021 11:50:00 AM
Ha! This was a really fun and intriguing poem!
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