Poem -
OH TO MY SOCKS AND SLIPPERS
oh to my socks and slippers
with out you my feet would be so cold
I would miss my socks and slippers
there like family to me don't you see
ever night I take my socks to bedÂ
I take then off and in the night
I wake up and look for my sock
and say there they are and say
hello socks in the morning I wakeÂ
put on my socks get out bed and look
for my slippers I find them and it is happy
reunion and feet are happy agin
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Comments
Lol...There are just some things in life that make the difference...and something as simple as socks that keep our feet warm are a nice greeting each morning to slip on....Great ode! Made me laugh. xo ;)
thank you Cherie
Ha ha Greg, you are up there with the greatest sock verse poets...me!! 😃...10 stars 🤣
thank you Marion it was fun to write
Greg!Â
Wonderful tribute to, arguably, one of the smelliest pieces of laundry!Â
I think you have a wonderful, yet slightly deranged, connection(KIDDING!) with our favorite foot coverings.Â
This one's going to be tough to de feet!Â
Great job!Â
M.Â
Thank you Matthew
You're welcome, Greg.Â
You're a really good guy. I'm glad we became friends on here.Â
M.Â
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