The Hat That Knows Where It's At

Yesterday was a strange day,

Because of thugs, was blown away.

Okay, rather, was sucked out,

An empty vacuum came about.

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But luckily, still got my hat,

Can jump and dive this way and that.

And still wearing my finest clothes,

Guess I can't go wrong with those.

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Still got my trousers, socks and boots,

My shirt too, let out a whoop.

I must still get back to my ship,

My pride has taken quite a hit.

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But no need to fear, I've got my hat,

Soon I'll work out just where I'm at.

In these fancy clothes I'll play,

And make the mafia scumbags pay.