Cashmere

I put on a cashmere sweater That a friend had passed on down Thinking it would keep my cozy As I traipsed around the town. I was new to wearing cashmere (Too expensive, I did find) But I walked out feeling toasty (And with Seinfeld on my mind). I discovered, though, a downside And I soon began to fret For, combined with my down jacket, All that cashmere made me sweat. By the time I got back home, my clothes Were soaked right to the skin. I was wetter than, without a shower, I had ever been. Think that I’ll return to cotton Which, for me, works so much better. Seems that wearing what I wore made me A living cashmere sweater!