Poem: Lost Sock

Lost Sock

by June Nash

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Oh rats! My sock!  Where did it go

Only enough to fit one toe

The washer, dryer, who’s the thief

That steals my bootee causing grief

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Did static cling creep into load

Causing foot to be naked toed

Or has sock gone to meet it’s peers

That have disappeared through the years

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