The challenge for today’s Knitting and Crochet Blog Week post is to blog something different. So here I have a cautionary tale for you, of the potential dangers of neglecting your stash.

Please Knit Me (with grateful thanks to W.S. Gilbert)

On a shelf by a window a little yarn ball
Sang “Knit me, just knit me, please knit me”
And I said to him, “Woolly ball, why do you call,
Singing ‘Knit me, just knit me, please knit me’”
Are your plies spun too tightly, Oh yarn ball?” I cried
Or a tangle of yarn in your little inside”
With a twitch of his trailing yarn end, he replied
“Oh knit me, just knit me, please knit me”.

He slapped at his band as he sat on that shelf
Singing “Knit me, just knit me, please knit me”
And he begged all the needles to cast on himself
Oh, knit me, just knit me, please knit me
He sobbed and he sighed, and he started in fright
Then he threw himself out and away like a kite
And an echo arose of the suicide’s plight
Oh, knit me, just knit me, please knit me.

Now I feel just as sure as I’m sure that my name
Isn’t Knit me, just knit me, please knit me
That ’twas being neglected that made him exclaim
“Oh, knit me, just knit me, please knit me”
And if you are seduced by each new yarn you buy
If you cast on each skein that you just have to try
Do not be surprised if you hear your stash cry
“Oh, knit me, please knit me, please knit me”

To hear the original version of Tit-Willow from the Mikado, go here.

In other news, I finished the Eskarina socks and have cast on the Sk8ter sweater for my son’s birthday. More on that later.