Bordeaux Chapeau


 

Yo — sit back shut up and don’t be rude
I’m gonna tell you ‘bout a bad-ass dude

he rolls with a finger-snap jazz-jive strut
don’t mess with him ’cause you might get cut

he wears silken, french-cuffed, ivory shirts
they are soft as butter-sweet cream desserts

got diamond cufflinks of pure white gold
he’s fashion treasure – precious and bold

pearl stick-pinned, satin tie — knotted tight
lookin’ like Paris on a Saturday night

desert-tan gabardine three-pleat slacks
euro-cuffed, steam creased — sharp as tacks

soft snakeskin braces buttoned sterling bright
hip — and killer as a rattlesnake’s bite

black-patton striders with real ‘gator spats
he’s steppin’ classy as the coolest cats

red pinstriped linen coat double-breasted
pure uptown savvy — teal velvet vested

sportin’ a full-blocked, rolled-brim, felt chapeau
in the deepest red of a fine Bordeaux

he loves Pearly with the real fine hat
and she don’t need wear much more than that

he’s crisp and smooth as a dry martini
best call him SIR — friends call him Ziggy

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rob kistner © 2022

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24 thoughts on “Bordeaux Chapeau”

  1. Zoot suiters dearly loved the wide brimmed fedora. You had a lot of fun with this, and your attention to detail is incredible; makes me think of seeing Edward James Olmos in ZOOT SUIT, the play.

    1. Thanks dude. Yeah Glenn, the wide brims were certainly en vogue. But I, my brother, like my boy Ziggy, prefer the rolled and blocked fedora. More pimp to the limp! 🙂

  2. You had me at the title, but the beat, the rhyme, the descriptiveness ….wow! Off the charts. That is one snazzy character from the top of his hat to the end of his toes.

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