My hat, my hat,
where is it at?
I asked the dog.
I asked the cat.
The one thing that I know is that,
I don't know where my hat is at.
On nights that are chilly I wear a nightcap. In the morning it is sometimes lost in the bedclothes. This morning I awoke with my Border Collie on my right and my cat on my left. My hat was hiding, and as I looked for it I discovered I was mumbling this. Early onset senility anyone?
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