Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Bad Feeling Fabric

The guy grabbed me right off the rack,

And I was his very first pick.

He said a nice suit he did lack

For a meeting, needed one quick.

He paid for me and put me on,

Walked outside into the hot day.

Then my itching phenomenon,

Quite embarrassed, needless to say.

I hoped I'd itch him later less,

But his meeting went badly, natch,

Blamed me deservedly, I guess.

All he could do was sweat and scratch.

I do feel sheepish, yes I do,

Cuz I am wool sheared from guess who!