General Poetry posted June 4, 2024

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One sock's story of its...

Misadventure

by Boogienights

I layed there with the dust bunnies

for oh so very long.

My brilliant white had turned to gray,

dust-covered, that's so wrong.

A simple trip to wash and dry,

with others of my ilk.

The basket fell and out we dropped

socks, panties, bras of silk.

Most of us, then, were scooped up quick

and that includes my twin.

But I got wedged between machines,

it really was a sin.

For days on end, I tarried there

until a random mouse,

darted out, took me along,

dragged halfway through the house.

The owner saw me lying there,

mistook me for a rag.

He used me to clean up his tools

than threw me in a bag.

Into the garbage can, I went,

I feared I'd never see

my twin or other fellow socks

and they'd never see me.

Except I have a distinct mark

their son soon recognized,

a large check on me, I stood out,

twixt moldy bread and flies.

He called out, "Mom, I found my sock!"

and lucky, I'd soon be.

Washed and dried, back in the drawer,

my twin rolled up with me.

With dust and mice and garbage cans

my journey, not a treat.

My twin and I like traveling

snug on our owner's feet.

I'm happy now, amongst my friends

I never want to roam.

As all the socks and undies say

there is no place like home.

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One sock's story of its...

Misadventure

by Boogienights

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