Christmas 2023
Though not strictly (well, not at all really) about Christmas, I was given a writing prompt – Big Red Hat. So, here is this year’s Christmas poem, The Big Red Hat:
The lady with the big red hat turns up every day
Even when it is dank, wet and grey
She only walks, and does not say anything
The lady with the big red hat.
She is joined by a gentleman with a big red hat
Well, what do you think about that?
Oh, now there’s a sight, joined by a cat
All in the same place, wearing a big red hat.
Just then, a man joined them, but his hat was green
The lady said it was the ugliest sight she had ever seen
In a rather headmistress-y way, the lady said
Get that monstrosity off your head.
The man was gone before she could say sorry
But just then appeared pink hats being delivered by a lorry
The lady said, “First that awful green, now horrible pink,
“They both belong down the kitchen sink.”
In a another shop, aa hat all in white
“My, oh my, what a hideous sight”
And hats in other colours, but not one in red
”There’s nothing here for me,” she said
Soon enough she was back home
Reunited with her big red hat
No more green, pink, or colours that are tat
The lady sat there in the big red hat