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There was a salient woman who lived down the lane

She had so many children, she forgot their names

Some were salutary and sedulous

Others saturnine or scurrilous

Somehow they mananged to stick together

Like a family should, birds of a feather



Although they didn't openly practice sedition

All knew of a secret they'd hidden within them

They knew that the woman was a savant in the field

Of nuclear physics and all persons must yield

Before entering their home to announce a shibboleth

What the password was was anyone's guess



All the neighbors around were sentient

They shared a feeling the kids were in on it

On a secret plan no one else could know

That their sanguine traits did not show



The rumors had spread like a whispering sibilant

They began from reliable sources, sapient

But as soon as shards of the story were modified

The people of the town were completely horrified

So as they heard the lies, they stood in awe

And lost all handle on their usual sang-froid



They'd heard that the family was planning to attack

On our own home land instead of Iraq

But the family soon got wind of this, hence

They gathered their neighbors and declared it nonsense



The family revealed what they didn't expect

The children's teacher had assigned them a project

A science project to generate electricity

Using minimal devices, the key was simplicity



The family explained that they kept it a secret

So no other students could possible steal it

Then as the crowd looked on in a marvelled state

They were pleased to see the lightbulb scintillate