I've been told that
It used to be said,
'Get a hat, young man, to get ahead.'
Not a toff's top-hat, crafted from silk,
But some natty titfer -
And all of that ilk.
Once, one's social standing
Was made clear by a hat -
The Bowler, the Homburg, the
Trilby -
Then, at last, the poor man's cap -
Threadbare, misshapen and filthy.
Today, there's the ubiquitous Baseball Cap -
Our egalitarian, 'one-size-fits-all'.
What adorns it, must be said,
Are logos and slogans
That can't quite be read.
Are those more important
Than what's going on inside
Their wearer's head?
Finally, of course, there's our
Great British Crown -
Symbol of both State and Nation -
That bestows on beings
Who temporally bear it,
Equal ridicule and adulation...
I love a hat of any description. This was fun.
Please note, the Flat Cap is my own personal, must have, go-to chapeau of choice!
Hats off to you on this one John. 🎩🎓👑🧢⛑️👒🪖
So good to read this John, my 'cap' is indeed now threadbare but then it ha weathered dale and city over many years, but was never of weight enough to bow my head. Thank you for the thoughts arising John.