written by Kim
Working 5 days
Shopping 2 days
Baking every eve - ning
In my mind I am planning my knitting.
Shawl for Kathy
Scarf for Kristen
Knitted snowflakes for friends
And a dishcloth for those who drop by.
Knitting time...
Knitting time...
Soon it will be knitting time.
I look forward to
My knitting time
Soon it will be knitting time.
written by Tina
Knit-ting with my yarn
On a warm Dec-cem-ber day
Through the sun I knit
Clicking all the way.
My yarn looks like string
Making tiny sights
What fun it is to knit and purl
A di-ish cloth tonight.
Ohhhhhhhhh
Knit-ting day
Knit-ting night
Knit-ting every-where
Oh what fun it is to knit
and watch some people stare- airrrrrr
A day or two ago,
I thought I'd knit some more
And soon my cat came by
Brushed up by my side.
The cat was big and wide
Misforturne seemed his lot
He ran into my rolled up yarn
And then we got a knot.
Ohhhhhhhhh
Knit-ting here
Knit-ting there
Knit-ting all day long
Oh what fun it is to knit
On this warm December day- aaaaa
written by Nancy
I'm not done
I'm not done with my knii-iiiiting
Oh what to do, knit real fast, buy at store.....
Should I forgo
This pon-cho for my ni-ece
So many rows, left to knit, help me please.
The yarn's not right for-getting who it's fo---or
In Flo ri da the temp is nine ty four
Get ting my cotton yarn
I switch to smaller needles
what's thiiiisss issss, it's small
perhaps my sis will beg for ore
beeeee cause, it's for chores ores ores oh
a dishcloth for my niece and nothing more.
Twas the night before Christmas and, oh, I was weary,
My knitting unfinished, my eyes getting bleary
The stockings weren't finished, the chimney was bare.
And I knew that morning soon would be there.
My children and husband were tucked in their beds,
But visions of stitches ran through my head.
I'd knitted ornaments and presents and gifts by the ton,
And now, I was finally, almost, almost done.
As I poised my needles for one more stitch,
I heard something outside that made my hand twitch.
I jumped up from my knitting, and flew to the door,
Pressed my eye to the peephole, tiptoe off the floor.
My knitting forgotten, I peered into the night.
When suddenly, I got a terrible fright.
On my porch appeared Santa, holding his sack.
He knocked softly, and I took a giant step back.
I unlocked the deadbolt, and let Santa in,
He entered and gave a mischievous grin.
"Hope you don't mind if I come in the door?"
"Coming down the chimney can be quite a chore."
He said "You're up late. Still working I see."
"Do you know how tired you're going to be?"
"I know, Santa," I said, with a sigh,
"But I'm still duplicate stitching the stars in the sky,"
"And the fields on that stocking look blobby you know,
I need to duplicate stitch the drifts in the snow.
I've been knitting and knitting and knitting, no rest.
I just tried to finish knitting too much, I guess."
"I know what you mean," he said with a smile.
"This is my busiest time of the year, by a mile."
He stooped down by the tree, and he opened his sack,
And began to pull presents out of his pack.
"I've got some things here I think you might like,
A complete set of Addis, and a brand new Ott-Light.
A bundle of yarn, and a great big cutter,"
I smiled and felt my heart go a-flutter.
He put down gifts for us all, then he waved his right hand.
"Go to bed," he said, glancing at my floor stand.
He gave me a wink, and stepped out the door.
I just stood there a moment, glued to the floor.
After he'd left, I turned back to my chair,
Picked up the stockings, and started to stare.
The duplicate stitching was done! The stars lit the sky!
And on my son's stocking angels sung on high.
I ran to thank Santa for this final gift,
And watched as his sleigh started to lift.
I heard him exclaim as he pulled out of sight
"Merry knitting to all, and to all a good night!"
To the tune of "Up On the Housetop"
written by Connie
Down at the yarn store reindeer pause,
Out jumps good old Santa Claus
He goes on a yarn skein shopping spree
Brings all the knitters on his list glee.
Berro-co-co, who wouldn't go?
Berro-co-co, who wouldn't go�
Grab up your needles, click click click
Knit up some sock wool for good St Nick.
First fill the stocking of little Sue,
Give her some Lamb's Pride and Koigu,
Ebony needles will make her eyes gleam,
Toss in a couple balls Sugar �n- Cream.
Berro-co-co, who wouldn't go?
Berro-co-co, who wouldn't go�
Grab up your needles, click click click
Knit up some sock wool for good St Nick.
Next fill the stocking of little Faye,
Opal and Fun Fur and Dale of Norway,
What a big smile will be on her face
When she discovers her Lorna's Lace!
Berro-co-co, who wouldn't go?
Berro-co-co, who wouldn't go�
Grab up your needles, click click click
Knit up some sock wool for good St Nick!
