A Hat Poem by Lupe boroa

A hat a top my head brings me delight,
A hat I say, a blimy hat,
It should bring other people delight as well,
And I wonder why my ears are fat

Does my head fit within the hat so snug?
Or is the hat fitly snug a top my head?
Does this hat make me proud and smug?
Or do I secretly wish I were dead?

Does my big hat cause me cancer?
Does my big head look so silly?
Am I as elegant as a polynesian dancer?
And why are my ears so chilly?

My hat's off to all man-kind,
Those vessels of adoration and honor,
Who've all chosen to sit, and wine, and dine,
As I, with my hat, choose to sit and ponder.