Friday, February 21, 2003

More Sweater Poem Fun

The Ice Queen needs to stay warm. That's why she appreciates a good sweater poem:

Oh, Cableknit
by Lloyd Kriegel

Oh, Cableknit.
You may be made of wool,
But wearing you I feel way cool.
In body heat you keep me wrapped,
My temp so high I might just nap.
My faith in you runs very deep.
Because your fibers come from sheep.
And while you often make me itch.
It doesn't mean that I'm your bitch.

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