Wool- Not For Contest

I saw them shyly standing naked in the field Embarrassed that their wool they had to yield I wondered, who was the first to shear a sheep? And then to make a coat that they could keep? On to other things, the sheep I soon forgot Until the next time a wooly thing I bought I went to find myself a hand knit woolen shawl Then the poor sheep in the field I did recall Aw well, I thought, another coat they’d soon grow And happily, left the store with my new shawl in tow… Obviously not for contest, but it made me have some funny thoughts about the sheep I see in the spring after shearing.