I might not be able to make pompoms, but I can still write (bad) poetry. Here's this week's offering, a quatrain. A quatrain is generally any four-line poem, often rhymed either ABAB or ABBA (that's a rhyme scheme, people, not a Swedish singing group), although there are other more restrictive quatrain forms, defined by their rhyme scheme or their meter.
This one made me laugh when the punch line came to me in the shower the other morning (why is it that we do some of our best thinking in the shower?). Anyway, here's hoping it makes you chuckle, too.
Yarn can be gotten from sheep or from goats
Or even from llamas or bison.
If chickens could only grow woolier coats
There'd be a new market for Tyson.