Place For The Hat
I placed my hat
On that hated feat,
And in that heat
I ate and had some tea,
While Death only had a tad.
—The date you hate is here,
He said; Even so, I was glad.
—The date I hate?
I would say it’s late
To captivate, I would rather celebrate,
Said I, and put my hat on my head.
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