Knit wit

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Casting on the coloured wool

I felt like such a fool

In the chair where I was sitting

Like a granny I was knitting

I didn’t know where to start

So I decided on a stripey scarf

After a few lines of plain

My enthusiasm began to wane

I didn’t think that a new hobby

Would make me feel quite so crabby

I could have taken up archery

But outdoor sports were not for me

And my arse it just  looks huge in shorts

So that keeps me off the tennis courts

Hang gliding would show me many sights

It’s a pity that I’m scared of heights

That also left out mountaineering,

Canoe and trail orienteering

I could take up squash or arranging flowers

That would take up a few hours

How about learning to play guitar

Or the ukelele? no…too bizarre

As I knit and think of things to do

I realise that I’ve got through

Several more balls of yarn

My stripey scarf is now quite long

This knitting lark it’s quite relaxing

And on my body it is not taxing

No knitting isn’t so bad at all

Here…throw us over another ball

 

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About trishnugentwriter

A wife and mother of four who writes and acts as much as she can in between the housework and shopping. I have been published in 'Irelands Own' 'Intallaght' and 'Tallaght Echo'. I have won prizes for poetry including 1st place in The Bealtaine Writing comp in 2012.I'm a member of drama group in 'An Cosan' in Tallaght and also 'Platform One' Writers group in Rua Red.
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4 Responses to Knit wit

  1. sepultura13 says:

    “Knit one, purl two…”
    😉

  2. greyzoned/angelsbark says:

    What a great poem! I love it! Especially like the part about the tennis courts. Haha. Me too! 🙂

  3. ormy arse in shorts!! lol

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