The Mouse with the Hat

He has paws to scratch his head. But he doesn’t take off his hat, and his face is red. Under his hat is there… Any kind of hair? He says it’s not a toupee. But then I see his hat sway. Into the breeze, his hair like a butterfly. But not as pretty to my eye. A mouse who couldn’t catch his fake hair. Leaves me, as a cat, laughing in a chair.