Happy Ending

The silly fool, the silly fool
Was sillier in school
But beat the bully as a rule
The youngest son, the youngest son
Was certainly no wise one
Yet could surprise one.
Or rather, or rather,
To be posh, we gather
One should have no father.
Simple to prove
That deeds indeed
In life succeed,
But love in love,
And tales in tales
Where no one fails.