Smart's I aint got,
But I have kids,
That have a lot.

When brains were passed around.
Wow did,
They abound.

They are so smart,
A lot smarter,
Than this ole fart.

I used to hold my own,
But now I can't
Those kid's are grown.

I had them fooled for years,
And conqured,
All of their fears.

But now that is gone forever,
Those darn kids
Got clever..

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