Doodling Poem by Phil Soar

I know a man who doodles every day
Sketching things he's seen along the way
He frames them and then sells them on E-Bay
I know a man who doodles every day

I know a girl who knits all of her clothes
To replace ones that she has now outgrown
She knits them, and the task gives her some peace
She keeps a shed that's full of llama fleece

I know a boy who fiddled with his parts
Who knows why, or how it really starts?
He keeps a diary, registering farts
And in between he fiddles with his parts