Wool Overdose

So, there I was quietly spinning,

with a group that was doing the same,

when down sat a girl with a bag full of wool,

and, truly that bag is to blame.

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For in it were such lovely fibers.

That bag contained all shades of green.

I thought, "If this were mine to work with,

I'd knit a nice 'meadowy' scene."

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So, we talked about methods of dying,

and sources where wool could be got.

I left with leads on a new dealer,

and big plans for my old crock pot.

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I should have known then there'd be trouble.

(The LAST thing I need is more wool!)

But I promised, "I'll just buy a little,"

(Said while twitching and starting to drool).

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The next part is hard to remember.

This truly is worse than it sounds.

In a two-minute on-line transaction,

I (somehow) procured 15 pounds.All I need now is one secret panel,
leading to hidden storage...a lot!

At the very least there is no doubt in my mind,

I'll be needing a bigger crock pot.

The End

Each individual bag in the arranged "ensemble" (nice word for what has happened here) contains enough fiber to knit a hearty sweater, if I were one for knitting sweaters. I'm especially fond of this beautiful cinnamon brown. I expect there will be a great many doll projects to post in the coming months.