Dear mommy (or daddy);
I am your jacket. I am at the yarn shop. Please come get me, as I am not a crocheted or knitted garment and all the yarn is making fun of me. I am very lonely, and the sock yarn snickers at me after the gals close the shop.
I miss you.
And it's cold out, so you probably miss me too.
Please come get me.
Love,
The small gray jacket
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