The Town of Flibbertyflat
I got a strange urge to travel one day
So I set off a walking on my merry way
I reached a crossing of Roads A and B
Which way would you go? Hmm let me see
I decided to follow along on Road A
Saving Road B for some other day
I came to a town called Flibbertyflat
And everyone there was wearing a hat
Their hats were all shapes and various sizes
Some were quite normal and some were surprises
They had round ones and square ones and some that were red
But everyone there had a hat on their head
I even saw one on a tall silly cat
As he strolled down the street of Flibbertyflat
When the Flibertyflatters took notice of me
All of them thought I was something to see
Each one of them looked and started to stare
They'd never seen someone not covering their hair
It dawned on me then that my hat was at home
I'd left it behind when I started to roam
The Flibbertyflatters just could not believe
And told me quite quickly that I’d have to leave
I could not be there without wearing a hat
So I'd better get one or leave just like that
I quickly ducked in to the nearest hat store
And tried different hats for an hour or more
I tried a tall black one and one that was knit
But I couldn’t find any that really would fit
I tried a blue spiked one and one with a tassel
I tried one with spots it was really a hassle
I tried one with stripes and one with a ring
But try as I might I could not find a thing
I kept on trying ‘til my poor head was sore
And finally I told them I could take it no more
I tried every one from the tall to the flat
But none of them fit, neither this one or that
I decided to leave that hat wearing place
So I wouldn't be viewed as a hatless disgrace
And quickly I hurried from Flibbertyflat
Hoping never to see another silly ole hat
I was not meant to be a Flibbertyflatter
Where wearing a hat is all that would matter
I’d much rather live at my home address
Where going hatless does not cause distress
The next time I get the traveling urge
And come to that place where the roadways converge
I’ll tell you one thing and it surely is true
I’m taking Road B without fail, wouldn’t you?
Copyright © Stephen Washam | Year Posted 2010
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