I have many hats,
and most fit just fine.
I have hats for dancing,
hats for prancing,
hats for drinking wine.
I have hats for cleaning,
hats for singing
hats for running to the store.
I have hats for refereeing
hats for wife-ing and hats that keep the score.
Sometimes I can wear twenty-two hats in a single day.
I have hats for wrestling, and hats to wear for play.
But my most favorite hat, of all the hats I have,
is the biggest and loudest hat that I own.
I place it on my noodle, with a smile on my face
and traipse around while it shouts “Fuck You!” all over the God damn place.
Molly Roland is a writer by nature, and she enjoys stepping over the invisible lines society loves to draw.