Hat memories

when I wear my tweed flat hat

it reminds me of Scotland

fly fishing for salmon

on the banks of a river

when I wear my green flat hat

it reminds me of England

sipping warm beer in winter

by the fireside of a pub

when I wear my blue flat hat

it reminds me of France

fresh baguette and cheese

drinking red wine copiously

when I wear my white trilby hat

it reminds me of Derby day

drinking too many mint juleps

losing with every bet placed

when I wear my cowboy hat

it reminds me of Nashville

hanging out with my son

proudly listening to him play guitar

when I wear my Liverpool hat

it reminds me of Anfield

watching Liverpool FC play

going crazy when they score

when I wear my NSX hat

it reminds of auto racing

driving really fast on the racetrack

closing my eyes while crashing

when I wear my tam o’shanter hat

It reminds me of my dad

a proud scotsman

I do miss him

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