An Elegy For Dot

Knit one, purl one a drop of whisky or rum, Dot, she was a good-un and so much fun. Dot, she was a rum-one and loved by everyone knit one, purl one a drop of whisky or rum. Dot, she was a good-un she wasn't a cold, unfeeling nun and now that she has succumbed, knit one, purl one Our Dottie's been-undone and-we-her friends and family is like the Aran knots- she banded together—Dots- Knit one, purl one knit one, purl one has stopped the ticking of clocks let's raise a toast and dry our sobs. Pass the whisky and rum, Dot, she was a good-un Dot, you went-too-young Dot, you are loved by everyone. Dot, how we wish your own knit one, purl one in our own lives hadn't come undone.