A Clarification

WARNING: PONCHOS ARE NOT SWEATERS.

Thoughts of a Sweater

Thoughts of a Sweater,
A sweater cuddly and thin,
Thoughts of a such a Sweater,
That's the state I'm in.

Sweaters

Here's to a night of countless sweaters
of midnight yarnboys'woolen fetters

I'll cast on to a star, and knit
a bodywrap of dreams with it.
I'll throw my purls before the wine
in patterns of broad ivy vine
or snowflake branch
or christmas crap
I'll brave the cold in sheepish wrap.

Sweat We Can

Sweater Around

Sweaturnaround, every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild,
Sweaturnaround, every now and then I get a little bit helpless and I'm lying like a knitted garment in your arms.

Once upon a time I was falling in love,
But now my V-neck's falling apart,
Nothing I can do
A sweatered eclipse of the heart.

Undone

Yeah I said It