Tinking Frog
All day long, I knitted away,
Making good progress, I must say
Then one row I decided to count
Then counted again, my dread did mount
I tried to tink, but was still one shy
I thought for a while, I was going to cry
I looked back some rows, still did not see
Where that gone stitch was supposed to be
So out came the needle, my eyes were agog
As I went to visit that blasted old frog
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