In the Dew of a New Sew

My mother makes wonderful sews,
thy myself look at harm,
peaceful strings lern abark,
and needle making it for the cart.
In the dew of a sew,
a ferret came and yelled boo,
and when I was looking at the sew,
I dreamt of opening a book giving powers to the sew.
The ferret disappeared making my mom shocked,
thought it didn't knocked again,
so my mother sat at her cushion,
with fashion she starting sewing,
and magically the sew turned into a movie,
learned the magical powers it had,
and made us dance for happiness,
the importance of this miracle
made my mom crazy,
and in the dew of a new sew,
she made the sew goo from work.
The magic is gone but not long.
Mom's new sew made a rue and ran
who can with it's magic feet and needle.
Mom couldn't knit without her needle,
So she cried and a beetle came.

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 21.02.2012

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