Poetry Writings Artwork and stories from Neil Furby

Dec 7, 2006 at 09:58 o\clock

The sorrow of socks

Some socks are loners -


They can’t live in pairs.

They hide in corners

ready to run away

Some socks are naughty

leaving their mate for other

odd couplings tangling  in the wash

Some socks rebel and fall apart

Trapping big toes

and exposing heel bare

But some socks never stray these ways

paired for life

till tossed away their use outlast

@Neil Furby


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