The Hat
The hat was quite a stunner
With a huge and fancy brim.
An older woman tried it on,
It seemed like on a whim.
The salesgirl was encouraging,
Declaring it unique
And certainly, the wearer
Would possess her own mystique.
The tryer-on-er caught my eye,
Like secrets we were swapping,
And said out loud, “It’s just the thing
I’d wear to go out shopping.”
Was that a joke? I didn’t know
But I contained my yucks
Because the salesgirl mentioned
That it cost 400 bucks.
This happened in a gift shop
In a gallery of art.
I left before that buyer
And her hat were forced to part.
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