Edwina Reizer (12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)
I cannot find a hat to wear.
I need a hat to cover my hair.
It's become unruly, dull and dry.
To see it now makes me cry.
It once was shiny, long and black
Now it's short. The cowlicks are back.
It does what it wants and will not stay
the way I want it on every day.
I must find a hat that I can wear.
I need that hat to cover my hair.
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