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See the lady smiles as if to tell
Her son remembers everyone, treats 'em all quite well
He never asked for promises and now his fame is wide
And everyone who knew him well shares a little pride

Ain't he a genius, the boy's become a star
And he smiles upon the faces who wish they could go far
Not long ago, they criticized, the genius only wrote
And now they listen spellbound with lumps caught in their throats

His virtue was sheer poverty, his vice was reading plays
While other children starved and fought, he learned just what to say
Through tension and confession, he beat the monster down
Then surfaced in society, no longer underground

Ain't he a genius, the boy's become a star
And he smiles upon the faces who wish they could go far
Now they remember, talk only of his good
While jealousy flows in their veins and says, "I wish I could."

Ain't he a genius?