Carol Mitra Poet Free verse

Fuzzy Socks and Crocs

I walked into a store one day
And fell in love with a pair of crocs
‘Twas my time to hang out loose
So crocs became my fun time shoes
But I had a secret, no one knew
What a whiff, when I opened my shoe!
I thought the holes would air those toes
It sadly brought on  stronger woes
How could I give up my nice red crocs?
So I decided, and donned some fuzzy socks!
I walked about town proudly
Without the tension of people 
Whispering, what’s that smell?
But when I had to remove my socks
I used a peg, to plug my nose!
So that I myself, would not gag
I wrapped my crocs in a paper bag.

9.9.2021

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Christuraj Alex June 9, 2021 at 10:13 AM Wow. Whisky? A beautiful fun-evoking poem. Carol Mitra June 9, 2021 at 10:05 PM Thanks Christuraj.....and if your having a Whisky, then cheers my friend :) I am glad you liked it.

L Milton Hankins June 9, 2021 at 9:00 AM Oh my, what a perplexing problem! I loved your poem, but I decided I would avoid your feet like the plague. I'll bet you are thankful for the paper bag! Love it, Carol. Carol Mitra June 9, 2021 at 9:47 AM Ha ha.....I am glad you liked it :)