Paul the Scientist
{Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe-Albert Einstein}
There once was a scientist named Paul
He made the shoes to walk up the wall
Everyone saw Paul as the genius
They saw in him no weakness
But Paul still had one question
Why did the kindest ones still have agression?
He said, "Stop." To find the solution
And locked himself in his own institution
There were no calls aloud inside
And Paul's madness was seen worldwide
There was panic everywhere
For such a smart person is quite rare
Meanwhile, Paul was studying in a lab
In his lab, being a terrible drab
After years of research, there came a conclusion
Even more complicated than nuclear fusion
Paul said that it was not possible
For this perfection was phenominal
And the world was quite disappointed
Because that answer was pointless
We knew this already
