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I've worked on hats since I was seventeen And now I'm close to seventy. Straw for tulip and the caring weather, Felt for winter— Fits more firmly on old men's hair— Wide brim narrowed by a quarter inch (Shows as though 'twas on your nose to some) Ribbon freshed and curve pressed straight. Once I used to ponder Why a hat should need reshaping Just the time some man had formed it To a firm and fellowed feeling By a few months wear. I have learned Through feeling bands that sweat to fit a brow, That men with brains inside their heads Wear their hats the longest.