Washed Up Prodigy I could tell you the first fif..

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Washed Up Prodigy I could tell you the first fifty digits of pi, How many muscles are found in your eye, Or tell you the area of any squared state Too bad none of this will get me a date I'll list all the currencies used in the globe, Or all the nerve endings in your frontal right lobe, Recite you a #poem in languages dead, Yet none of these'll get me a woman in bed. I've read very foot note, seen every annex I simply don't know of the opposite sex, Perhaps it's the glasses— or maybe the shirt, Plaid is a killer when looking to flirt. I could write a Theorem, and live by the par, Though I don't think numbers would get me too far.. I might do some push ups, or pull-ups, or squats... And die all alone with my books and my cats. *inspired on John Green's "An abundance of Katherine's"