Poem: Lost Sock

Lost Sock

by June Nash


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


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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