Ode to my Green Merino

Ode to my green merino

so lovely and green.

Ode to my green merino

the nicest I've ever seen.

The moment I saw you,

I knew you would be mine.

So soft, lovely

and very fine.

In a bag you were,

waiting to be spun.

When I saw you,

I knew we would have fun.

That other lady wanted you,

she didn't even say please.

I knew to have you,

I'd have to beat her to her knees.

Even though she was a senior,

it didn't matter to me.

She might have been an older lady,

but you and I had to become a "we".

You are a delight

and compared to others, you are the boss.

You are practical as well,

my green merino super wash.

I can't begin to tell you,

of how you are nice.

Better still,

you cost me half price.

How do I show my love?

Do I spin you right away?

Perhaps I'll wait,

and think on it for a day.

Will you be a sweater,

or many pairs of mitts?

Doesn't matter green merino,

for me you are it.

So lovely and soft,

you didn't cost much cash.

But let's dispense with shallow sentimentality,

I bought you for my stash.