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.       ©1999 | chickenhead productions