Click clacking, brain racking,
stitches in a fight
Dropping many, flopping any
- don't pull that too tight!
Colour dreamer - sheep-like screamer
baaaa....the thing won't twist!
Pattern crazy, mind too hazy
- never get the gist!
Moss decker, little checker,
woven with such care
Triple lattice, made free gratus,
- one he'll never wear!
Lace ribbing, always fibbing,
how the thing will look
Fat on skinny, stretchy ninny
- never shall she look!
Cable cross, total loss,
demanded by the wool
Should only take a mild mistake to
- make her look the fool
Babies bonny, old and scrawny,
fire me with requests!
Caused such tention, since I mentioned
- skills that I posses!
Take out my yarn and future darn
a slug-like suit instead
Continually, in moss stitch three,
- a hole at feet and head
And then I'll ask, the simple task
to draw the cord each end.
A happy loon, in her purl cocoon,
- a weird woollen wonderful friend!
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