On a Saturday afternoon,Throngs at Berkeley,
Sat Amid the Historic Stadium,
Where Andy Smith's ashes,
Were once dropped to the field,
From a small airplane,
While the stadium rested,
Draped in Black Crepe.
.
This fine autumn day,
We all sat in happy repose,
When unexpectedly,
Professor Oliver Williamson,
Winner of the 2009
Nobel Prize in Economics,
Climbed up the stairs,
In our aisle of seats on both sides,
Wearing a VIP badge slung around,
His neck, he smiled modestly,
Appearing aged--and small.
The crowd rose to its feet,
And faced him in the aisle,
As he climbed higher.
Jim said: "Bravo!"
And applauded too.
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