


Sorting frantically the attic vast.
Looking for the wanted craft.
Her husband watched and then he laughed.
Used to her actions, always daft.
Started long ago with an attempted graft.
That is when the dye was cast.
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!
Well done Cheryl
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Nicely done!
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Thank you!
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