Verse 1: There’s a town where laughter’s free, Where a nincompoop’s antics are the key, He sees the wise man with his plans so grand, And bursts out laughing, can’t understand. Chorus: Oh, he’s a nincompoop, laughing with glee, At the wise man’s wisdom, as odd as can be, With a chuckle and a snort, he’ll never let go, At the sage's grand plans and the way he’ll show. Verse 2: The wise man’s thinking deep and clear, While our fool is sipping on his beer, He sees the sage and shakes his head, "Why be so serious? Just have some fun instead!" Chorus: Oh, he’s a nincompoop, laughing with glee, At the wise man’s wisdom, as odd as can be, With a chuckle and a snort, he’ll never let go, At the sage's grand plans and the way he’ll show. Bridge: The sage may find his laughter loud, But the fool’s just in a merry crowd, For in his heart, he doesn’t understand, That wisdom’s not just in a simple man. Verse 3: So here’s to the nincompoop and his jolly cheer, To the wise man’s patience year by year, For laughter’s a gift that brightens the day, Even when the wise man’s actions seem so cliché. Chorus: Oh, he’s a nincompoop, laughing with glee, At the wise man’s wisdom, as odd as can be, With a chuckle and a snort, he’ll never let go, At the sage's grand plans and the way he’ll show. Outro: In a world full of wisdom and jest so bright, The nincompoop laughs through the day and night, For in every wise man’s grand design, There’s a bit of humor, just waiting to shine.
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