Jack the Hat

One of the sorriest individuals

to ever scrape leather on Joy St.,

was a man named Jack the Hat.

 

"one of the hippest cats on the 

hang-out scene

many yards of silver ago"

 

a fellow loiterer once said; but

the truth, as always, was different:

he had long-range eyes,

 

looking over into the next town

or valley all the time

fancying himself a sneak-thief.

 

 

Most times, dedicated to a whim away, he was scarcely near

where ever he was.

 

Finally they branded him a bad actor,

shortened his performances, then

zap! the curtain came down.