Great Aunt Gladys Can Crochet Anything

Give me a task Great Aunt Gladys said. I can crochet anything at all.
She had been a braggart since before she could stand tall.
We asked her to crochet a tire swing, which she did.
Another task, she begged me and my cousin Sid.

Sid told her to crochet a pie. Blueberry? Was her ask.
She did it too, it was a gorgeous answer to this task.
I thought I would be tough. Can you make a strawberry plant?
Within a day and a half, she had made one, she was a great aunt!
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