THE HAT
GRETHA CELLAR
I was on safari To trek in the jungle Then off to the city To the see London’s Sentry I took in the sites All so it seems So I I could wear A hat A hat, a hat, That is where it is at On safari To the sea In the city To be seen By monkeys and elephants And giraffes licking low Men and woman all aglow It is a hat, a hat That is where it is at It hides the eyes Shades the nose Flick of the wrist Sway to the hips Shades my head Curls and neck Then with slight nod Displays a wink Cheeks aglow Ruby red lips Blow a kiss My hat My hat, my hat That is where it is at Adds flirt to my bounce Drapes my tresses Where perched My hat
My hat my hat Is where it is at
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