Crochet and the Amigurumi Stranger
He traveled through the day, he crept silently through the night
The amigurumi stranger showed up without notice and gave us all a fright.
He was a wanderer, a man with no home and no bed.
A stranger with a thirst for adventure and not an ounce of regret.
He rides his much loved friend and companion, the mighty TURTLE, bred of brawn and might,
He's small and he's slow, but he'll best you in a fight.
Ahhh, the traveler, the man with the pointy hat,
Don't be afraid my friends, he'll sing a song and laugh and laugh and be gone just like that.