My Human Haberdashery Is a truly marvelous chap- He trims loose ends Makes do and mends, And all without mishap. My human haberdashery Is always close at hand- Without his skill And kind goodwill This life I could not stand.
But then one day, disaster struck! Whilst tying off a knot- With awful luck He did get stuck And break free he could not.
You see, my friends, I had no choice But his needle to retrieve- And continue to sew The poor fellow To line the inside of my sleeve.