I once thought I'd knit a big jumper For my mad as a hatter grandpa In white or pink? Or a gender neutral shade, do you think? Or soft grey, like a bunny called Thumper
I’m glad I have brothers and sisters In our youth they called us the hipsters Cause that’s where we’re joined (That’s a phrase that’s been coined) At least no-one said we were twisters.
I've got too many eggs this Easter Just a few to be shared with a sister, So I'll eat just a few When having my brew And hope my tongue doesn’t blister