Hattytown Tales

I wore a beret to the office today, and people had shit to say I wore a baseball cap pulled down over my injured eyebrows I wore a sombrero on an Edwardian picnic

I wore a beanie to bed every night and I think it helped a lot

I wore a balaclava that was frozen to my mouth

I wore a bucket hat because it fits my face

I wore a fedora before it was cool Reuben

I wore a kippah and family pearls

I wore a trucker hat that said

    BRIDE

while my wife wore a button down that read QUEEN

I wore a trilby then, and of course one smoked

even if one didn't enjoy it

I wore a kufi and a Public Enemy T-shirt

I wore a Santa hat and each child took my picture

I wore a homburg hat, carried a bumbershoot umbrella

I wore a panama hat to a polo match on a cloudless day

I wore a mortarboard and robe, looking tall and clear-eyed

I wore a tam o'shanter, and had Brave Tart written on my back

I wore a pillbox hat to my wedding and still get compliments to this day

I wore a visor and brought a sarong with me every single day

I wore a top hat, a ripped up suit, and dead flowers in the pocket

I wore a deerstalker most of the day Saturday, and I never do that

I wore a stetson with crossed sabers, yellow cord and sgt stripes

I wore a dunce cap and was summoned to the corner for the rest of the day

I wore a boater in summer and a beret in winter. 

I did not look as good as this girl

I wore a pith helmet, a veil, a bee proof space suit, 

leather gloves up to my elbows

I wore a Phrygian cap of doeskin lined with otter

I wore a turban then. In a flash we were

in each other's arms in an unrelenting hug

c. 2017