Tonight's Poet Corner: Plastic Hats

Plastic Hats
by Belinda Roddie

We'll wear the cheap zoot suits
and plastic hats that we snagged
from the old costume store, and we'll
settle on the downtown corner and form a
raucous band to rile up the business
owners, from the cranky croissant
peddler to the smartly dressed bartenders
to the simple hair stylist who just adopted
a bright-eyed and extra fluffy shepherd puppy.
I'll pretend to play the bass while he
squeals as loudly as he can into a saxophone,
and you - you'll get to sing like Louis Armstrong
in his happier days, when the world really was
as wonderful as he made it out to be.

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