Each long thread of SPAM could be linked with another to make a yet longer thread, and she would roll them into a large ball she held with her feet.
The drying rack was made of these threads of dryed SPAM, and the local tailor and seamstress would come by for material. The SPAM Spinner loved spinning SPAM. The soon was warm, and birds would come by and sing. One had a nest in the eaves above her head.
