by Ben Szwediuk
Moe modelled a hat upon his back,
he thought it looked real swell.
He modelled the hat of green, yellow, and black,
but his friends they did call it his shell.
He said, "listen you lot",
as out of the pond he got,
and trotted and minced and swaggered;
then Moe lost his cool and fell back in the pool
leaving his new hat all sodden and haggard.