The Hundredth Idiot

One hundred idiots cooked up a plan
To find out who was the cleverest man
They decided that ‘twixt them
They’d each come up with a scheme
To enable each fellow to follow their dream.

One hundred idiots sat down and thought
Each hoping the others plans would come to nought
That beneath one unique, though idiotic disguise
Lay the brain of the one bloke who was truly wise.

One hundred idiots, one hundred ideas
Were put into action through blood, sweat and tears
And each of them kept one eye on the next,
As each idiot dreamt of their future success.

And so...ninety nine idiotic plans went off the rails,
Ninety nine sets of dreams that were destined to fail.
So hats off to the one lucky idiot prepared to discuss
The ‘fact’ of his newly found genius!

One hundred idiots all with tales to tell
One lucky idiot who bade them farewell.
But that one lucky idiot he never forgot
That he will always be the hundredth idiot.

So I say here to you, my good friends, stay strong
For ‘twas always thus and has been all along
Stick with your dreams, though sometimes they stray
The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft a-gley.