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CROCHET CATASTROPHE !?X

CROCHET CATASTROPHE !?X

I,M EXPECTING A BABY PONY ANY DAY!
SO, I THOUGHT I,D TRY MY HAND AT CROCHET
TO KEEP MY BABY WARM
WHEN THE LITTLE MITE IS BORN
I,M NOT SURE IF IT,S A BOY OR A GIRL?
SO I THOUGHT I,D GIVE CROCHETING A WHIRL!
I,M AIMING FOR A VEST!
WELL I,M GONNA TRY MY BEST!
I THINK I,M DOING WELL!
BUT UNTIL IT,S FORMING
I JUST CANNOT TELL?
IT MAY END UP AS A SOCK
OR A WILLIE WARMER . FOR HIS COCK!
IF IT TURNS INTO A SCARF?
I CAN GIVE IT , TO MY MATE GIRAFFE
BUT I HOPE IT,S A GIRL
AS I,M CROCHETING IN PINK!
IF IT ALL GOES WRONG 
I,LL BUY ONE FROM THE SHOP, I THINK!
THAT,S ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY
I COULD REALLY DO WITH A DRINK!
I,VE BEEN SO BUSY TALKING 
& NOW I,VE DROPPED A LINK!
I,D BEST GIVE UP NOW, I THINK!
& GET BACK TO THE SINK
IT,S HARD TO HOLD THE NEEDLES
& I,M TRYING TO TAKE CARE !
OH STUFF IT, I,M OFF TO PONY CARE !
THEY WILL HAVE ALL I NEED THERE!
I NEED TO BE READY. TO BE PREPARED!
MY WATERS HAVE JUST BROKE 
& NOW I AM SHIT SCARED
NO TIME NOW FOR CROCHETING
I NEED TO START PRAYING
MY BABY IS COMING NOW!
OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW
HOOOLLYY BLLOOOODDDY COOWW

Tracy Timothy xx

 

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