Alan Dart
Home for everyone who loves to knit toys
A scent-sational and odour-able pattern
Lady V, with can and hoe, How doth thy noble knitting grow?
Start to knit and in no time, You’ll have made a nursery rhyme.
Knit yourself fit with this fell-walking fellow
He’s the chap-ter read you a yarn or two!
With sugar and spice in every slice, Rosie’s gingerbread’s bound to entice
“Come, ye thankful mouse folk, come”
From knitting needles to fir tree needles
Get dug in and knit a couple of soil-shifters