Andrea Dietrich Poet Monorhyme

In Fuzzy Socks and Crocs

To town he goes in fuzzy socks and crocs.
Do watch him! See how proudly that he walks.
He likes the way that everybody gawks
as he strolls down the city’s many blocks.
He bets they’re thinking, “What a silver fox!”
Whereas THEY think his head is filled with rocks.
How comfortable his crocs. How warm his socks.
He feels so good. Down by one of the docks
where street performers strut around like cocks,
I plug my ears. He’s playing his squeez-box!


June 16, 2021
for the Fuzzy Socks And Crocs Poetry Contest of Francine Roberts

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Anna Marie Kaianah June 24, 2021 at 5:27 PM This made me smile! What a fun poem! ~Anna

Juliet Ligon June 23, 2021 at 11:07 AM Sounds like someone who's unabashedly comfortable in their own strangeness. This was fun to read. The mono-rhyme flows nicely.

Janice Canerdy June 20, 2021 at 4:55 AM Andrea, this one really made me laugh--creating an image in my head! I especially like the last line. Excellent poem. Janice

Christuraj Alex June 19, 2021 at 10:30 AM Wow. Great!

Rama Balasubramanian June 18, 2021 at 10:19 PM Wonderful imagery, you transported us to a different place. All the best for contest.

Sara Kendrick June 18, 2021 at 3:20 PM I remember the song that said that Momma got a squeeze box. I never could really figure that song out but I thought it was funny with sexual overtones or undertones. I enjoyed reading your contest entry. Reads like a good contender to me. Way to go. Thanks for the visit to my page. Sara

Paul Callus June 18, 2021 at 12:06 PM Yours is a really good take on this Fuzzy Socks And Crocs prompt, Andrea; not made any easier by employing monorhyme. ~ Regards // paul

Connie Marcum Wong June 18, 2021 at 3:08 AM Andrea, you are so good at writing about any subject. This would have taken me forever to write. I loved the ending. LOL Blessings xxoo

Kenneth Cheney June 17, 2021 at 7:52 AM I'm chuckling at the vision of fuzzy socks and crock.

David Scott June 17, 2021 at 3:42 AM Great buliet rhyming funny exciting read xx

Mike Bayles June 16, 2021 at 8:41 PM I love the rhyme, Andrea. What a fun poem!

John Lawless June 16, 2021 at 1:39 PM ..."daddy's god a squeeze box, momma never sleeps at night"...

Alexis Y. June 16, 2021 at 12:40 PM WoW! Andrea, What a fun and creative monorhyme. I could just picture this fella walking down the block in his socks and crocs. Well done. Best wishes in the contest. Have a wonderful day:-) Alexis

Victor Buhagiar June 16, 2021 at 10:39 AM I've been wondering what crocs are so I had to search. I found I'm wearing them most of the time in summer. Hugs.

Joanna Daniel June 16, 2021 at 7:34 AM Nicely done, Andrea, sure must've been a sight (and sound) :)