The fit is generous and loose

The coat is filled with down of goose



Should i feel guilty about that?

I wouldn't wear the fur of a cat



The coat is black so in new york city

It doesn't look dirty it stays pretty



The cuffs are purple which perfectly suits

A pair i already had of boots



Can't help sharing on a personal note

A secret i have concerning the coat



One of the reasons that it got my vote

Is the way it lies open around the throat



For me th collar mustn't come too high

Because well all right my skin is dry



So each morning i rub my face with oil

And the fabric you see the grease could soil



Can we speak a moment about the lining

After my own heart's designing



It's nylon so your skirts don't wind

Up in a bunch around you behind



When the time comes for the coat to clean

You throw this thing in the washing machine



Drying you doubt but the filling does fluff

I'm here to proclaim this coat is enough



The length of the coat is below the knees

So in the cold your legs don't freeze



I'm nuts about another one of its charms

There's plenty of room underneath the arms



The coat's not bulky it weighs about an ounce

And it's practically void of any frivolous flounce



I will admit it has shoulder pads

All things considered it's not so bad



It looks all right even from the side

I guess because the bottom isn't overly wide



Okay so you say you'd prefer something hipper

But can i just tell you about the zipper



I searched for it for many years

Last one i had i tore up in tears



It turned me into jack the ripper

But now i stepped in cinderella's slipper



It runs from the gullet to just south of the crotch

And workin' it's a task you can hardly botch



It's made of a material that will not rust

It won't get stuck you don't get fussed



It undoes easily in the usual way

But you can also pull it up if you'd like to, let's say



There's snaps as well which i don't even use

But they beat out buttons if i had to choose



I remember the night i went to the store

Fighting my way across the cloak-stuffed floor



Suffocating i was it seemed

When from a rack this last hope beamed



Of all my requirements i pursued the trail

To find furthermore the damn thing was on sale



It had a small chain at the back of the neck

So you could hang it on a hook but it broke what the heck



With the end of each sleeve i'm totally smitten

Ample space for to emerge a thick mitten



If you wanna be warm it wins far and away

It's like walkin' around in your bed all day



I know you're not supposed to be so fond of a thing

But today this is my heartfelt inspiration to sing



I hope you don't think i'm merely trying to be clever

I wish this coat would last forever


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