Einstein was a geek in school
And everyone called him a fool
He thought weird things all day long
Even though his teacher said they were wrong
The teenage years came in a click
With his teacher's complaints, he was sick
Once in his adulthood, riding the bus
Of eighteen people making a fuss
He imagined travelling at the speed of light
Stared at the clock tower with all his might
And the clocks' hands stopped to turn
Of the giant tower of Switzerland, Bern
So with his thinking and creativity
Came Einstein's theory of relativity
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