I like hats

Don’s ask me why

I think it’s because they’re from days gone by

I’ve got plenty

I wear ‘em sometimes

Sometimes while I’m workin or makin up rhymes

Had a Fez

It was red with a tassle

If I wore it today I’d be in for a hassle

Some are tin

Made for soldiers in trenches

Come in handy in case the wife starts throwin wrenches

Some have earflaps

Couldn’t wear them before

Down South it’s just too freakin’ warm that’s for sure

I’m retired now

I can do what I want

Might put on a weird one and go for a jaunt

I take pictures

And put them on the net

People ask “Ain’t he run out of them dang hats yet?”

Had I skills

I’d sit down and I’d do one

But I can’t so I reckon I’ll go buy a new one

Got a mind

To get a sombrero

I could drive around town in my drop top Fiero

Wait a minute

I ain’t got one of those

Better close the dang window there’s a draft on my toes

That explains it

Cold’s affecting my head

Better get that wool watch cap from under the bed

Hats