Yesterday, I walked downstairs
and opened up the dryer.
I counted out the socks,
folding them as I went.
One pair... two pairs... three... three and a half...
wait- three and a half?
Wheres the other sock?
I opened up the washer,
but it wasn't there.
I looked inside the launry basket
and inside the hamper.
No where could I find
the missing sock-
Pink with gold and silver stripes
and a Hershey's chocolate kiss-
not a sock that it would be
easy to miss!
I ran around searching
until I grew so tired
I lay down on the floor
and there, rolled up inside
a shoe near my head
was my missing sock.
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"Pink with gold and silver stripes
and a Hershey's chocolate kiss-
not a sock that it would be
easy to miss!"
I love those lines. Very nice, overall. And knowing the topic, I instantly knew the author... lol. There's one thing I think you could work on: there should be a little more of a description of the searching, and maybe after you give up, too. Other than that, I think it's great, especially since your poetry topics freshen up the site with something you don't usually see in a poetry site.
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