He is a genus.
he is a genius of boasting,
he is a genius of loafing,
he is a genius of school skipping,
he is a genius of being bozo,
he is a genius of expending,
he is a genius of eating,
he is a genius of sleeping.
he just sleep all over
snoring so loud
like sound of a
construction equipment.
he gets up,
he gets feed,
he gets back to bed.
Ideally speaking,
he is a genius of nothing!
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