by Stephen Jones
Archimedes, genius of Syracuse
In the old Punic Wars, made no excuse
When it came to science and invention.
He’d move the Earth, was his assertion,
With a lever of his own construction.
Quite a feat . . . and all that exertion.
In discovery, Archimedes stands tall,
But what’s not known: He never did solve
The problem of round bat hitting round ball.
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