hat - Popular Poems and stories from category

On the top of the Crumpetty Tree The Quangle Wangle sat, But his face you could not see, On account of his Beaver Hat
For his Hat was a hundred and two feet wide, With ribbons and bibbons on every side And bells, and buttons, and loops, and l...

I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl—
Life's little duties do—precisely—
As the very least
Were infinite—to me—