Black scarf and hat, he’s fat
Wrapped up warm and dry, to die
You only see a pale ellipse
With an eye, at each foci
-Heh, you know I take my hat and scarf off at home
And the rest! I hear what you remove when you return
And put them back on again, the minute you go out
I darn’t think what you look like, when you’re in or out and about
-I’m just cold, the Sun went behind a cloud
-It did not, you’re as mad as a hatter
The cloud went in front of the Sun, you loon
The difference, really matters