Wooly World
W.o.o.l.y F.r.i.e.n.d.s
Stacked in rows with tangled pride,
Lopsided grins and knots untried.
Spools for hearts and thread for toes,
They pose beneath where bubblegrass grows.
A snap! A blink! The day begins,
With yarn-pack dreams and buttoned chins.
One last laugh, one final cheer
Adventure hums, the fluff brigade’s near.
Made with love and wools
