Alice In Wonder
Alice in Wonder
Alice in wonder, landed a handful
From depths of a dryer eerily playful
Another sock missing, the dryer she’s dissing
A goblin within she fears is hissing
Disgusted by waste, calls Scotland Yard in haste
Thoughts of buying more socks, she repels with distaste
Sherlock investigates, Watson pontificates
No clues can either sleuth contemplate
Stepping through the door, she’s compelled to learn more
But finds herself falling; the dryer has no floor
Through the hole she plunges, a Mad Hatter lunges
And finally all doubt expunges
The rabbit hole clan, before her stands
Socks used as ear warmers looking so grand
So Alice climbs out, with a boost from a mouse
Vowing no more socks in her washer to douse
She’s barefoot now, folks, this is no joke
Sock expenditures had left her broke
* Entry for Paula's "Why do dryers eat our socks?"
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