Oh, that hat,
that ten-gallon hat.
If only they knew
what could fit under that.
Up to the border,
it filled to the gills.
Just play it cool,
soon I’ll pay all my bills.
“Howdy, y’all!”
said with a drawl.
“Nothing to declare,
I’d never smuggle – the gall.”
“The jigs up,
it’s clear that you’ve lied.
Now take off that hat to reveal,
what’s hidden inside.”
Week #239 of Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt.
Word: Smuggle, Count: 66
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Very clever, Greg! Enjoyed this 🙂
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Brilliant take.
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