What a lovely thoughtful piece, with a dose of Chester cheer at the end.

I don't know why because you were talking more about those that are rich and famous, rather than clever, but it reminded me of Roger McGough's poem:

Streemin

Im in the bottom streme

which meens Im not brigth

Don’t like reedin

Cant hardly ryt

but all these divishns

arnt reely fair

look at the cemetery

no streemin there