He sat on a bench in his wrinkled suit
And stared for a while into the night
seeing for the first time
and embracing the theory of everything
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This is marvelously succinct irony, undilute.
If there be a chemical formula for irony, you
just discovered it with this one. It also makes me
miss Einstein, though I never got to know him
in the flesh. Magic writing time machine strikes
again.
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This is marvelously succinct irony, undilute. If there be a chemical formula for irony, you just discovered it with this one. It also makes me miss Einstein, though I never got to know him in the flesh. Magic writing time machine strikes again.