Peter the Repeater, <br />Platted round a platter <br />Slips of slivered paper, <br />Basting them with batter. <br /> <br />Flype ’em, slit ’em, twist ’em, <br />Lop-looped laps of paper; <br />Setting out the system <br />By the bones of Neper. <br /> <br />Clear your coil of kinkings <br />Into perfect plaiting, <br />Locking loops and linkings <br />Interpenetrating. <br /> <br />Why should a man benighted, <br />Beduped, befooled, besotted, <br />Call knotful knittings plighted, <br />Not knotty but beknotted? <br /> <br />It’s monstrous, horrid, shocking, <br />Beyond the power of thinking, <br />Not to know, interlocking <br />Is no mere form of linking. <br /> <br />But little Jacky Horner <br />Will teach you what is proper, <br />So pitch him, in his corner, <br />Your silver and your copper.<br /><br />James Clerk Maxwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cats-cradle-song-by-a-babe-in-knots/
