A Cool Cat

With a strut he moved

and nobody laughed

at his wide, pegged pants

and Sammy Taft

A gold chain swingin'

clipped at his hip

danglin' almost to the

two toned wingtip

Sharp as a shark tooth

he strolled along

A paisley tie

and jacket long

A sashayin' dolly

with a complacent air

fishnet stockings

and a skirt up to there

filled his buttonhole

with a boutonnière

and with an ankle bracelet

did declare

this hep cat she wouldn't share