The Knitting Club

Clickity Clack Clickity Clack,

She has a knack,

The Toothless Crone,

She heads the pack.

Clickity Clack Clickity Clack

There is one on the sack,

White haired squint,

Sinister Eyes,

Watching on the sly.

Clickity Clack Clickity Clack,

The Curvy Back,

Knitting murderous mufflers,

Found in dead men's shack,

Clickity Clack Clickity Clack

The Croaky Widow,

Knitting red cloaks,

White wool in fresh blood she soaks.

Clickity Clack Clickity Clack,

Vulnerable Pussies knitting a stack,

Lifeless bodies around the town,

No witness sees them 

Leave the Shack!