The Haberdasher

by David Droster and William Droster

Had I had the hat I have in 1993

with the humorless man at the Mad Hatter Haberdashery

instead of my hard-hewn harbinger of hilarity

the haberdasher would not have hollered “I have no use for thee”

Mad, I’d said “I had a hatter haberdash this hat for me,

and his homely horridation helms not my style, you see.”

“Had you any haberdasherty,” he said, “you’d have heft that horror in three.”

And henceforth I shall haunt no more the Mad Hatter Haberdashery