I'm Henry the Eighth, I am!
Henry the Eighth I am! I am!
I got married to the widow next door,
She's been married seven times before.
Every one was an Henry
She wouldn't have a Willie or a Sam
I'm her eighth old man named Henry
Henry the Eighth, I am.
SECOND VERSE, SAME AS THE FIRST!
I feel like Whoopi Goldberg in Ghost...lol. This sock should be FLYING by, but it seems that although I'm knitting on it EVERYDAY, it's still just a toe! :( I'm dying to try the toe-up gusset heel from Widdershins. It feels like I'm stuck in a time warp and just keep knitting the first verse over and over.
(Note, part 2: Why haven't I knit any socks for myself?)
ETA: (In case you live under a rock, or are under say...30 and reading this)