Check your hat for ants. they're attracted to sweet guys like me.

My Favorite Hat

Tom , your hat has got to go, it’s a stinking mess,
When was it ever washed? Never would be my guess,

Don’t put it in the Laundry, unless you’re ready for a hanging,
I should probably just shoot you, but my ears won’t take the Banging,

You can wash the thing outside in our old trash basket,
You wear that filthy thing to town with me and you’ll come home in your casket,

Yeah , I know when you take it off to clean the feeding bin,
It’s laying in that ol’wheel barrow you haul the cow crap in,

Some times you smell of horsey and sometimes cow crap too,
But, I’m not sure, I don’t know which it is, that Stinking hat or you,

One thing is for certain, it’ll be gone one day,
The dog will probably bury it, he treats stinky bones that way,

And my best advice for you is, don’t go laying on the ground,
You could be in mortal danger if ol’hound dog is around.