Here’s to a great new week! Your new limerick challenge is as follows:
SNEAK
Your challenge last week was to write a limerick using the word KNIT in it somewhere. Here are your masterpieces:
I often felt I was a twit
When I told friends I’d learned how to knit,
My clothes were unique
But my boy felt a freak;
To be honest, though, some things were… really quite good!
One Christmas I got a big kit
Of wool and all things I could knit.
But I gave them away
With needles I won’t play!
After trying to knit a sporran for a kilt!
It was dangerous to leave granny all day
You’ll get a sweater to your dismay
Why, you ask
Did she do this task
“Knit happens,” she’d say.
Crocheting puts me in a snit
Maybe I should learn to knit
Though both take yarn to make
I’m better at baking a cake
Cause sewing causes me such a fit!
Mind paying the compliment, ‘snack’
To Janice, as she’ll blow her stack,
Her eye brows will knit
When she has a fit –
She’s more than a simple flap-jack!
Knitting with steel was doomed to fail,
Or, so I was told by my girlfriend Gail.
But she thought it was funny,
When I made plenty of money
From my jumpers for soldiers I called chain mail.
Bony Tony was never for quitting
And you’d often find him while sitting
On his favourite bench
With his favourite wench
Eating cake, spinning yarns and . . . knitting.
My mum, she asked me to knit
But I really needed a kit
I went to the shop
They didn’t have naught
So I’m left with a wish and a nip.
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Esther Chilton 
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