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TWO VENERABLES

Gentleman, Gentlemen, Greeting, Hands



Two venerable old professors they were,
Very intelligent and knowledgeable indeed.
But their minds being always among equations and diagrams-
 -Were generally absent from mundane present circumstances.

One day, these two gentlemen at the local railway station,
Were fighting real hard with their respective memories,
And with each other too,
Trying to figure out which among them
Was supposed to board the train,
And which one had come
To see the other off.

Alas, by the time they could agree,
The train chugged in, increasing their worry.
But lo! Soon came their savior, a common friend,
Briefcase in hand, smiling and waving at them.

The two professors rushed to him beaming in joy,
Not just on seeing him but for resolving their dilemma.
But before they could thank him, they saw, to utter dismay,
The train had started chugging off!

“Come, come,” they shouted, and dragged him by the hand,
Without listening to his protestations, they pushed him into a coach.
Last thing they heard from him, to their great surprise was,
“I just got down here, you fools!
You were supposed to receive me here.” 









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