I once had a friend,
Who amazed me to no end.
He sat next to me in class,
OK, just sometimes (if you must).

Now this friend of mine you see,
Wasn't just like you or me.
Oh no, he wasn't normal,
He wasn't plain and predictable.

Question after question they asked,
Everyone gave him task after task.
Calmly, he took them all in his hands,
Explaining it so we could understand.

How many chromosomes are there in a fly?
What is the factor of f(xy)?
How do you calculate the momentum?
What is the boiling point of argentum?

Quick as lightning he told them all,
In fact, he explained even more.
Even the teachers were dumbfounded,
At how incredibly intelligent this boy sounded.

Well, he was now on top of the world,
Ten times smarter than any boy or girl.
No one could even come close indeed,
To knowing what the great Master Pong did.

And amidst all this,another boy lay low,
Everyone thought he was just dumb or slow.
"The time shall come," he whispered.
"Master Pong's happy days are numbered."

The following day Pong proudly declared,
How the next exam wasn't a scare.
"Oh, come on, it's just Form 5 stuff,
I've seen questions much more tough."

"Physics? Add Maths? Give me a break,
There isn't anything I can't take."
And so it was: he challenged the rest,
To try and beat him in the coming test.

Of course, like a well-planned riot,
Everyone smiled and just kept quiet.
What? Try to bring about Pong's downfall?
They'd all been through this before.

Suddenly, out of the blue,
A loud voice rang throughout the school.
"I shall defeat you, O Great One!
I shall beat you before this week is done!"

"For though with knowledge your brain overflows,
And you know all there is to know,
Your time is up, Master Pong,
You, Number One? You couldn't be more wrong."

For a long time, in every town, every city,
Time stopped for what seemed like an eternity.
In every farm, every jungle, every village,
Everyone was shocked by this boy's courage.

As they all stared in grief,
Master Pong slowly got over his disbelief.
He sneered at the brave young man,
"Who are you to challenge me, my friend?"

"It is I, Mok!" he replied,
"You can run, but you cannot hide!
Protector of the silly, guardian of the foolish,
I speak for those who do not know English!"

"For too long you have dominated,
For too long you haven't been defeated.
The time has come, for us mere mortals,
To defeat you, we must battle!"

"Very well, then!" roared the master,
I shall teach you, you little sucker!"
The two stared at each other with intensity,
Being there, you could just feel the electricity!

The following day, like wildfire,
The news spread all over (I'm no liar).
From the smartest aleck to the dumbest fool,
Everyone knew, it was the talk of the whole school.

The days flew by quickly,
Both Pong and Mok were studying daily.
Students all over placed their bets,
Even the teachers had to join in the fad.

Some campaigned for Mok's cause,
And some supported Pong, the old boss.
Either way, the stage was set,
For the biggest showdown they ever had.

At long last, the big day came,
It was finally time to play the game.
Mok was so nervous he needed tiger balm,
Strangely enough, Pong looked extremely calm.

The two entered and sat down slowly,
They lifted their pens up carefully.
"Very well, then," the teacher explained,
"Let the games begin!"

The first paper was Physics,
Followed by Modern Mathematics.
Physics was child's play, for goodness sake,
And the next was a piece of cake.

With no time to spare,
Soon came the next nightmare.
Moral proved a worthy opponent,
But the two were just too confident.

The questions were coming in fast and furious,
This was certainly the time to act serious.
English and BM were up next,
Nobody could afford to be lax.

After their fifth exam in a row,
Mok and Pong's fatigue was starting to show.
However, Mok's inexperience cost him dearly,
As he was the weaker one, clearly.

No breaks were allowed, they had to continue,
And the worst was yet to come still.
The next test was scheduled for Biology,
By now, they had to be strong in psychology.

On and on they persevered,
It was exactly what they had feared.
Their heads were brimming with pain,
For there was unbearable mental strain.

Chemistry came after that,
Mok was starting to turn mad.
It was smooth sailing for Pong, though,
After all, there was nothing he didn't know.

Things started to get downright scary,
The moment on came History.
To keep up, Mok was just unable,
Well, he never liked learning about dead people.

Eight subjects, time for the last one,
Of course, Pong had already almost won.
For this paper, Mok needed a perfect score,
While hoping Pong got zero and nothing more.

And what could this crucial test be?
"Add Maths," grinned Pong. "My specialty."
Could Mok really do the impossible?
Could Mok really create a miracle?

Fighting his tiredness, Mok looked at question one,
Would he manage to get this question done?
I read: "If 17+6c=3,
What is the value of the c?"

Mok was shocked! It couldn't be!
The questions were all as easy as ABC!
With newfound energy, he finished the test,
Now he just had to pray and hope for the best.

"Time's up," called out Mr. Examiner,
"You may now hand in your paper."
It was over! The terror had ended at last,
Pong was smiling; Mok's pulse was racing fast.

As the whole school gathered round,
Everyone was glad to find them safe and sound.
Then Pong made a startling revelation,
It really did cause quite a commotion.

"I have purposely left out the working,
Writing just the answers and nothing.
This way, they won't earn me points on every page,
Thus giving poor old Mok an advantage."

Anyway, while the two quenched their thirst,
Mok's Add Maths paper was marked first.
Remember, he needed a hundred and nothing less,
While praying Pong got zero for...Add Maths??

The results were out, how much did Mok receive?
100%! Full marks! (Or he didn't deserve to live).
Now, would Pong really get nothing for Add Maths?
Could fate really be so cruel on this darned jackass?

With bated breath everyone waited,
For the results of The Greatest Nerd.
Tension and suspense was at the max,
This was truly THE ultimate climax!!!

As the red pen scratched against the paper,
The spectators waited for almost forever.
Would Pong's arrogance cost him marks?
Could Mok really have such good luck?

Finally...the marking was complete, it was done,
So, was Pong once more Number One?
"We're sorry," the teacher told everyone in sight,
"But Pong got all his questions right."

"HAH!" shouted Pong in delight,
"Now, do you see my awesome might?
It is not your destiny, boy, to defeat me,
You really think being first is so easy?"

Shattered, and defeated, was the brave Mok,
Nothing could be done, for all the talk.
Indeed, Master Pong was far too powerful,
It looked as he would reign for another year or two.

"It's alright!" the crowd comforted Mok,
"After all, you have the IQ of...a DOG!!"
Suddenly, they jeered at the loser,
Throwing bottles, rotten eggs, and old newspapers.

How bad could things be?
Now Mok had even lost his dignity.
He realized challenging Pong was a mistake,
Pong's supremacy was more than he could take.

As Mok walked back to class,
Suddenly, a saviour came at last.
"WAIT!" shouted the examiner,
"I found something that could change life forever!"

"It appears Pong thought he was so 'terror',
That he committed a fatal error.
He forgot to read the instructions on the paper,
And so didn't underline his answers!"

"Yes!" yelled Mok. "It clearly states here that,
Only underlined answers are marked, it's the format.
And since his answers have no working to show,
That means Pong got...ZERO!!"

"WHAT??" shrieked the horrified Pong,
"No! It can't be! You must all be wrong!!"
"We're afraid not," answered the rest,
"Pong, you're now...second best."

With an unearthly howl he started shaking,
Then Pong ran to the edge of the building.
"Never! I shall never be Number Two!" he cried,
And jumped down and committed suicide.

"Hip hip hooray!" Mok was the triumphant one,
He was now the school's brightest son.
At once the teachers and students roared in joy,
Tears of happiness flowed for this victorious boy.

Throughout the land, the people celebrated,
Upon the death of their enemy most hated.
At last, there was no more 'super genius' to fear,
Mok was deservingly crowned Student of The Year.

And till this very day, the students still talk,
About the epic battle between Pong and Mok.
The legend lives on, regarding the fearless warrior,
Who dared stand up to the mighty Pong Empire.

Thus ends my tale for today,
Until we meet again somehow, someway.
And that, my friend, was the final part,
Of "The Boy Who Was Too Smart".

...as told by mOkKiEs at 8:07 AM