As a kid, I liked to trying to figure out how things worked, and I figured there was no better way to do that than to take them apart. Unfortunately, when I would try to put them back together, they never seemed to worked anymore.
My father told me that I could no longer tinker with any of the things in our house. But that was okay because he bought me a wonderful Tinkertoy set.
(75 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “tinker” in exactly 75 words.
This, That, and the Other 
I wonder why they never worked afterwards!
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Probably because he wasn’t very good at putting them back together. 😉
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It reminds me of me!
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😁
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👍
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well now! Your dad was so good to do that for you! I never seen a tinkertoy set! Now that sounds cool! 😀
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