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There lived a professor who seem so abstracted..
Lost in his world, heavily distracted.
Marketplace he went and left his lad..
Mommy aghast, howled at the poor Dad
Got her sonny home, her darting cold looks he avoided.
Sunday 12th May 2019 4:49 pm
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