Oh I Miss My Hat
Oh where’s my hat?
It flew off! drat!
Put it on my head
Next I did dread
It’s off in the air
My 20 dollar sphere
Oh it’s pretty rough
My hair’s sticking up
My hat, the perfect accessory
For a misplaced comb, occasionally
I’d easily put it on and run
Out of my home I’d quickly go
Oh I miss my hat
Do you know that?
But now I use a hood instead
Because it’s securely connect-ed
So there’s no risk of it flying away
Like my hat did on that windy day
March 29, 2021
Copyright © C. A. Burkett | Year Posted 2021
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