Twinkle twinkle little stars
I was wondering where you are.
I looked and looked for you last night,
and was a bit worried that you weren’t in sight.
I tossed and turned for hours so distressed was I
that your flashy selves were not illuminating my night sky.
Imagine my relief when today I spied
a bit of your twinkle all wooly plied
in yarn that is night sky blue
and knit with vipers in formation true.
Twinkle twinkle little stars
I will no longer wonder where you are
For now I see you sparkling there on the demure little feet
of my friend whose tinselly needs you obviously meet.
Her knit heart is happy and proud
to wear these glittery socks around.
They remind her of the brave and strong
all that is right, none that is wrong.
So little sockies who twinkle so
with tinsel, silver or glitter you go
right to the heart of this BSG fangirl.
Seriously making hers a brighter disc, oh world.
Seriously.
