When I was young very young away back when
I would after home work be allowed out to play
And it took awhile and of it I still smile
From Grandma's house I learned to stay away
As she would just sit and there often knit
And she spun the wool herself back then
And would grab me and give me that old job
Of holding her scans of wool away back when
Just standing there and almost in despair
With my arms stretched out as to hold it all
And not allowed to droop at all in any way
As if I did happen to then the wool it would fall
It seemed like ages and it all went in stages
As she would take wool from the scan and roll
It all into several a biggest ball as to knit
To stand still every five minutes I was then told
So I back then stayed well away upon many a day
And she would say she had not seen us in awhile
And then just we would say we had been away
And run like scared rabbits wearing a guilty smile.