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!