It was a warm day for the likes of spring and it seemed everyone had made the same decision, to leave the confines of the indoors and get some fresh air. The park was alive with activity, kites flying, children laughing and, over near the stream, a few boys were fishing and bragging about their catch.
I'm the quiet type, I prefer to sit and watch and not get mixed up in all of the hullaballoo. I had staked out a spot beneath my favorite live oak and no sooner had I become comfortable, I heard a skirmish over near the outhouses. I listened long enough to find out that it was over a yellow hat. You see, Brother James Samuels has this yellow hat that he loves and he wears it everywhere. Well, one of the other men from the church went and got one like it and he got downright upset about that. He said "I been wearing this hat for years and I intend to keep wearing it and nobody is gonna come in and try to act like a twin, let him buy a different color!" It was a mess!
Here in this town near a tree where I sat
Were two guys fussin' bout a yellow hat
Brother James said simply it's MY right to wear
The other guy said OH we're NOT going there
The more that they argued, the less they got done
Until a little girl stepped into their fun
Rosey little cheeks and a smile from above
This precious little girl would zap them with love
"Dis is Brutter James hat," She put it on his head
"Dis not your hat," Threw it to the side instead
You get a pwetty hat that's not yellow
Then you'll be a happy fellow!