There once was a yarn named spirit, it wanted a sweater to be, but its knitter was short, bout a sleeve and a half, and it became frogg-ed you see. Now it wants to be sweatered once more, so the knitter she went to the store, she changed the whole thing, and now its near spring, and she's blending the yarn up galore. The store girl suggested a black, tomorrow she's bringing it back, she's sticking with blue, the same color times two, the black can go back on the rack.
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