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Treg looked at the mess of supplies,Author's Notes
all he had left after his last major project.
There were various tufts and lumps
of yellow and orange wool
rejected while making the smooth round beads.
There were scraps of tan and brown felt
from cutting out pattern pieces,
nothing large enough to use by itself.
Then Treg got an idea.
He went to Fledgling House and said,
"I need an age-set for some fun messy work."
"Take Rujith's age-set," Lifaru suggested
as he restocked the communal cache of clothes.
"She and the other children are getting bored."
This poem came from the August 2012 Muse Fusion. It was inspired by a prompt from Deidre M. Murphy. It may be sponsored for $23.50 or 24 Torn World credits.
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