Dr. Maximillan Williams is some kind of brilliant;
Too bad he has to, in fact, be a villain.
In his classes he was always the quietest
Lost in deep thoughts about the sciences
Perpetually tinkering with newfangled appliances
Never the least bit interested in social alliances
Voted by his peers:
MOST LIKELY TO NEED A PSYCHIATRIST
"This great big world I see --
It's not everything, is it?"
Asked young Max to himself
So he set about to find out
All he could about quantum physics.
So quick to learn
His teachers did discern
As they witnessed his mind churn.
He seemed destined and headed
On a collision course with CERN.
But somewhere along the way
Something went horribly amiss;
The curious student of Nature
Transitions into evil scientist.
While writing a paper on Quantum MECHANICS
His nefarious neurons had a thought --
(Genius but also quite satanic)
Why didn't he open his own auto body shop?
"If I look and act the part
Pretending I can tend to cars
I'll project an image
Of being honest and fair;
Then folks will bring me
Their vehicles for repair.
I can call the ruse MOTOR CORTEX,
It's a clever pun.
Inside I'll create a quantum vortex --
He he, this should be fun!
I'll convert engines into inimical inventions
Spinning wheels into diminutive dimensions.
That kooky Doc Brown
And his flux capacitor?
Ha! My auto tweak --
Worlds more spectacular.
As the maniacal molecule manipulator
I'll give new meaning to particle ACCELERATOR --
When unsuspecting drivers step on the gas
Into the quantum realm they will pass.
Who needs a weapon
That's astronomic
When I can make victims
Go subatomic?"
Ever since the fiendish genius
Went all loco and psychopathic
There's been a tragic and drastic
Decrease in the streets of traffic.
Speculation runs rampant
As does the chatter:
Mass alien abduction?
Or something biblical --
The Rapture?
But in that sort of scenario
Who could the cops capture?
It will be a while
Before Maximillan's brought to trial...
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