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Bright Guy

Here’s a bright guy,
Makin’ four hundred grand
At a Florida school
Where research he planned.

A senior official
Makin’ pretty good dough,
But for what he has done
He’ll  now have to go.

A woman arrived
At the school on a bike
And parked in the lot
With cycles alike.

When Abdul Rao
Pulled up in a van
Paused next to the bikes,
The collection to scan.

Spotting the bike
That the woman had left,
Snatched it away
Most swiftly and deft.

In the arms of a man
Devoid of his thought,
The hundred-buck bike,
On a video caught.

He once had a job
But now he’s been canned -
That hundred buck bike
Cost four-hundred grand.
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