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She knows how to sew.
Let's just say she can thread a wicked needle,
And if the need should arise, I suspect she could take
that old peddler for a ride.
At Christmas time a couple of heads
were bowed in thought.
An electric sewing machine it would be - one with fancy
innards.
All this in the long ago.
Somehow or other the time for taking on the new never
seemed to be just right.
There she sits to this very day pedaling
away.
Pathetic or amusing? You choose.
I know but I'm not telling. No fooling!
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