Every day,
Every minute,
Some foolish deeds,
We do commit.
Every day,
Every minute,
We are a branded fool,
For some brute.
Every day,
Every minute,
We come across a fool,
Whom we salute.
Every day,
Every minute,
Millions get fooled,
In spite of their wit.
Every year,
On April 1st,
We fool around and get fooled,
In celebration of our foolishness.
Ranjit Ravindran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/celebrating-foolishness/
