Mary has a few stray threads, they wander to and fro;
And everywhere that Mary goes, some threads will surely go.
They hitch a ride upon her coat, and on her shirt so green.
Which makes some people point and pick, like stray threads shouldn’t be seen.
So Mary vacuums off her clothes, and lint-brushes her brassiere.
But every time that Mary sews, more stray threads do adhere.
“Why don’t you care about your looks?” the eager critics cry.
“Why, don’t you know—I’d rather sew!” is Mary’s sure reply.
Okay, I couldn’t help myself. I must me getting punchy, having just spent hours cutting precuts for my eBay sales, and charms for swapping, and pieces for baby quilts, and more . . . yes, the lint and threads are everywhere! And guess what? I don’t care!©2012 by The Curious Quilter, thecuriousquilter.net, maryeoriginals.com. All rights reserved.