Sock Poems - Poems about Sock

...The spider, a wicked web, does weave, But he doesn’t do this to deceive. He just wants a pleasant place to walk After putting on ev’ry shoe and sock.......Read the rest...

...Each morning when I take a walk, After putting on a shoe and sock, I try to freak out a rabbit; I feign I’m scared of him - strange habit.......Read the rest...

... Think not that I am just a sock; I follow you all through your walk. How reckless you are? You throw me afar! With you, I walked many a mile; You haven’t washed me once in a while. Your tr......Read the rest...

...Asleep in the bottom drawer A place I now call home I hear a voice call my name "Sockie, Sockie" where are you I am here I seem to yell But my voice was muffled By rolls of clothing hell ......Read the rest...

...O breezy Spring leaves, Show-offs of stupendous beauty. Your breathtaking heights and swooning low brights, Puffy delights As you bud and sway. You delightfully chill me Goosebumps on arms an......Read the rest...

... My Sock My Sock My Kingdom For A Sock Upon our bed of dreams now laid, To rest in peace amidst the shades, Your colour rich and vibrant green, I wish your passing was foreseen. I......Read the rest...

... Dear Curious Youth And inquisitive Sleuth I present to you a quandary A baffling report An enigma of sort Whenever I do my laundry It’s quite odd enough That some certa......Read the rest...

...In the depths of the laundry pile, where chaos reigns supreme, Lies the mystery of the missing sock, a perplexing, absurd scheme. One by one, they enter the wash, a pair so neat and fine, But some......Read the rest...

... There once was a sock That was left at the laundromat His owner forgot to take it back and for a while in the dryer he sat Then someone else came and he tumbled again Then he was put i......Read the rest...

...I'm tired of life with Smelly Sid - that sock just stinks of sweaty feet, no matter what they wash him in (in winter's bad, but summer heat...) I rolled out from the washing pile and got away fr......Read the rest...

...I swore I’d never let myself get old That time and I would always be good friends It’s all just attitude is what I’m told Well, tell that to my broke back as it bends ......Read the rest...

...The pair should be headed for fame Behind, in the draw’r, out of aim. He was the one left, Not right; he’s bereft. The sock was not chosen for game. The sock was not chosen, and why?......Read the rest...

... I love my socks, all colours and design The brighter the nicer, simply sublime Socks warm feet, cosy and snug as a rug Fabulous for dancing the jitterbug. Many times I find there’s h......Read the rest...

...I am a blue sock. I'm the bluest sock there ever was. There never was a bluer sock, because I lost my loving partner by the lint-screen fuzz. We worked together as a pair. We lived a life of q......Read the rest...

...My twin brother has been missing for a few months now. Ever since that horrible day in January when he got booted, soaked and almost frozen when Little Johnny took him out with him in that terrible s......Read the rest...