I’m Going To Buy a Hat by John Doyle

Someday I’ll be a man –
not those who drive souped-up cars,
and kill everyone at 99 miles per hour –
I’ll be a man who wears a hat,
cotton shirts that cool his arms – on
vanilla-flavoured Sundays,
he doesn’t wear socks with his slip-on shoes
and often spoke to Elvin Jones – in person –
a man who believes in God, and looks sunshine
in its teeth going to church – on vanilla-flavoured Sundays,
then homeward he goes in a Thunderbird,
that moves so slow – every building stops in silence –
they watch memoirs
charm dames on those empty seats,
vanilla cotton suit – and a hat a real man wears

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John Doyle Bio: The only good bio is a bio strung-up outside some gold-prospector’s wooden shack with his dog Jake sniffing at its last remaining remnants of sanguine flesh; So I will keep it simple, I’m from County Kildare, Ireland, and I love nothing more than stumbling across 3rd Division football games in Slovenia or Belgium on a Sunday morning as a welcome interlude while trying outsmart fellow bio hunters.
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