Group photo by Susan Lord
Lynn Soule (below) who organized this Green Mountain Bus Tour
T’was early on Monday, and all through the shop
All hands were on deck, making everything pop
The patterns were hung in the back room with care
In hopes a bus load of hookers would soon be there.
The wool was all nestled and snug in the shelves
So beautiful you’d think it was made by the elves
With me in my apron, Deb, Shane and friend Sue
We waited to see when the bus would come through.
When out on the street there arose such a clatter
We sprang to the door to see what was the matter
And what to our wondering eyes should appear
But a gigantic bus, driven by one hooker’s dear,
Fifty three hookers all lively and quick
All waiting for patterns and wool that they’d pick
More rapid then eagles they flew through the door
While the bus driver hollered “We leave before four!”
The chatter and laugher could be heard for a mile
It’s tough to recall who wore the best smile
Armloads of goodies and photos abound
We wished you’d stay longer; new friends that we’ve found.
As soon as they came they were preparing to go
It was a quick stop for all, then on with the show
The driver sprung to his wheel, to his group gave a whistle
And they all took off like the down of a thistle.
We gathered in the doorway to wave our goodbyes
The big bus of rug hookers, each one a dear prize
And we heard them exclaim as they drove out of sight
Happy hooking to all and to all a good night.
All hands were on deck, making everything pop
The patterns were hung in the back room with care
In hopes a bus load of hookers would soon be there.
The wool was all nestled and snug in the shelves
So beautiful you’d think it was made by the elves
With me in my apron, Deb, Shane and friend Sue
We waited to see when the bus would come through.
When out on the street there arose such a clatter
We sprang to the door to see what was the matter
And what to our wondering eyes should appear
But a gigantic bus, driven by one hooker’s dear,
Fifty three hookers all lively and quick
All waiting for patterns and wool that they’d pick
More rapid then eagles they flew through the door
While the bus driver hollered “We leave before four!”
The chatter and laugher could be heard for a mile
It’s tough to recall who wore the best smile
Armloads of goodies and photos abound
We wished you’d stay longer; new friends that we’ve found.
As soon as they came they were preparing to go
It was a quick stop for all, then on with the show
The driver sprung to his wheel, to his group gave a whistle
And they all took off like the down of a thistle.
We gathered in the doorway to wave our goodbyes
The big bus of rug hookers, each one a dear prize
And we heard them exclaim as they drove out of sight
Happy hooking to all and to all a good night.
Thank-you to each and everyone one of you lovely rug hooking gals for making our shop part of your tour. Your enthusiasm for our products and fun loving spirits really made our day! We so appreciate your patronage! Sincerely, Shane, Deb and Christine
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