April Fool’s

How many poems written for this day
begin with the title "April Fool's"?
And how many fools will be made fools of,
reddening at the other end of a pointing finger
while being snickered at and condemned
for falling for the gag or the trick or the joke?
Read on, dear reader. Do not worry about
being made foolish at the end of this poem.
I assure you. Nothing lies in wait on the last line
waiting for your innocent acquiescence.
See, here is the last line.