Knitted Things
    by Karla Kuskin
  
    There was a witch who knitted things:
    Elephants and playground swings.
    She knitted rain,
    She knitted night,
    But nothing really came out right.
    The elephant had just one tusk
    And night looked more
    Like dawn or dusk.
    The rain was snow
    And when she tried
    To knit an egg
    It came out fried.
    She knitted birds with button holes
    And twenty rubber butter rolls.
    She knitted blue angora trees.
    She purl stitched countless purple fleas.
    She knitted a palace in need of a darn.
    She knitted a battle and ran out of yarn.
    She drew out a strand
    Of her gleaming, green hair
    And knitted a lawn
    Till she just wasn't there.