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Side Lore: Sewing up 'past' things...

   
   
Fat-Sew was born one day,  on an    
early crisp  fall morning in october.  
His creator Tony, wasn't on time  
again.. and more  he was far from  
 sober. But even in a drunken state,  
 the boss worshipped the molds he  
 made. Tony was a 'plastics molding  
 and assembly technician' but, poorly  
paid.   One day, after altering the size
of the primary mold, he decided he
wanted to  try something different
and very bold. Tony had his  mind set
 on an idea,  a fantastical vision it
would be  'something  to behold.'
This  would   prove legendary  in time,
for now  Tony just wanted a product
idea sold.  

Thus were the early  beginnings  
starting  show  how this  fantastical  
story will be forever told.  A flawed visionary,  who gave a little  magic,  
and happiness  in the form of a  
creation he called  Fat-Sew.  
   
Big, round,  and 'infinitely wound'  
with   a needle for a hand, that's Fat-
Sew.  Fat-Sew found instant affection  
from  The Man, but he repayed it in  
tons of repairs though.  Still, he was  
always ready to patch up any  tears  
in what The Man or his family bore.  
Alas even though he gave that man  
and   his family his all they still wanted more.  Fat-Sew became sad and after sewing   for weeks and weeks with no break, he   was sore. It mattered not to
 The Man though as he gathered him
 up (kit, and   all) and tossed then him
out  the door.    
   
Man just happens to be one of many  
 who has tossed out something he should've treasured. As Fat-Sew just  
 lay there twirling his needled finger
in circles he was wishing on a
family  who'd  love  him beyond
measure. Because he didn't want to  
suffer the misfortune of a 'distant    
relative' who was (unwound
completely and 'moved on') to be
later discarded at The Man's leisure.  
   
Fat-Sew, now living with Georgie and
his mom, has been instrumental in
bringing calm into an otherwise tense home    setting. Fat-Sew's sewn up
 dozen's of garments and mom no
 longer seems to    be fretting. Today seeing his friend's    mom so happy
makes him happy too,  as he looks
over at his little buddy and  thinks
silently  to himself "Georgie will soon benefit as well from mom's new
demeanor at least that's    what  I'm
hoping and  betting" ...
Written by Poetikmind (_---_)
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