Good God Almighty! My dear wife Cath
Caught the disaster from the garden path
The flamin’ dog’s eaten my darling hat!
Distinguished bowler’s torn to shreds
That earlier perched on illustrious heads.
Savaged by our dreamy English setter
Incapable of making the damn’ thing better
The bowler’s exquisite and forbidding crown
Is deep in the dog in digested pieces
Hot tears coursing my face’s creases.
Amid the shock of the hat’s demise
My grief, my anger and my deep surprise
I thought I saw the comic side of things
The bowler shredded and an abject wreck
A tearful laugh, oh what the heck!