My Favorite Poem:

Mr. Spats

Had twenty-one hats,

And none of them were the same.

And Mr. Smeds

Had twenty-one heads

And only one hat to his name.

Now, when Mr. Smeds

Met Mr. Spats,

They talked of the

Buying and selling of hats.

And Mr. Spats

Bought Mr. Smeds’ hat!

Did you ever hear anything

Crazier than that?

– Shel Silverstein

This is my favorite poem because its crazy and funny. I also like the rhyme and the exageration with the people how they have 21 hats or 21 heads.