I Felt Idiotic
Freezing last night and I suddenly thought
You little idiot, you are a crackpot!
On dresser are warm fuzzy socks that you bought.
So I put on two pair, and my feet got quite hot.
A little note I then decided to jot.
For this is what strange teachers have taught.
I drew a sock and wrote “forget me not”
Actually felt like a super hotshot.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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