I have a hat
A very nice hat
I wear on top of my head
I do have a hood
I'd wear it if I could
But I want my hat instead
It keeps my head warm
But sometimes I'm torn
On which color to wear
I get so confused
On which one to choose
Sometimes I just sit and stare
The red one is the best
But I do like the rest
Blue matches the shoes on my feet
When I go out to play
I'll change every day
All seven days of the week
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