There once was a prof, quite the sight,
Who thought class was a place for delight.
With a puff and a grin,
He strode right on in,
Teaching physics while flying a kite.
His students all laughed at the scene,
As he claimed he could talk to a bean.
With a wave of his hand,
He tried to make stand,
The laws of his mind—what a dream!
But his lectures were all quite a haze,
On gravity, time, and purple rays.
Though his wisdom was loose,
They all raised a ruse,
“Next week, let’s discuss cheese-ways!”
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