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Savant

I hate pop quizzes,
Just go away,
It's only a dumb mark,
Says the prodigy.
 
He's so bright,
But they don't take notice,
His teacher's eyes,
Need to be refocused.
 
Crossing the line,
To approach the Divine,
A heaven sent gift,
From a source so kind.
 
Savant,
Live on,
Savant,
Today.
 
Savant,
Savant,
You're no castaway.
 
Genius he has,
He has genius,
Intellectual mind,
Intellectual reason.
 
Scientist,
Astronaut,
Doctor,
Composer,
Inventor,
And the Noble Peace Prize holder.
 
Savant.
 



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