"A fair little girl sat under a tree,
Sewing as long as her eyes could see;
Then smoothed her work and folded it right,
And said, "Dear work, good night, good night!"
The windows and door are done, I've finished the gold and white stripes of the house for about 5 rows over and added more to the grass and vine and my poor eyes are telling me it's time to smooth my work and fold it right.
So, dear Reader, good night. Good night!