Me and My Beanie
Me and my Beanie.
We're pretty tight, we are.
Always on my head; my constant companion.
If I could wear it in school, I would.
But I can't.
So I take it with me,
in my bag.
Me and my Beanie.
Though I've had many,
none can compare,
to my current Beanie.
Dark, blue-ish grey,
with a little light grey stripe,
along the rim.
This is my Beanie.
Keeping my head, hair, and ears
warm,
dry,
and stylish.
Me and My Beanie.
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