I always have been something of a fool
I wasn't listening when I was at school
My mind would drift off into outer space
I had a vacant look upon my face
I never understood all Shakespeare's words
I thought thou art, and yonder were absurd
And please don't mention Trigonometry
That didn't mean an awful lot to me
As I grew older learning passed me by
I couldn't understand the reason why
It hasn't caused me harm, I'm sure of that
It's just that I have turned into a prat
I really am indebted to my dad
He spent all of his life going quite mad
He took me along with him, for the ride
And now I'm equal to him deep inside
So don't feel sorry for me, I'm okay
I've enjoyed every minute on the way
And now I am quite silly and a fool
For me, my whole life has been rather cool
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