Lost Socks
In the land of laundry, a mystery ensues,
Socks scatter and vanish, leaving just one shoe.
Pairs go on adventures, to realms far and wide,
Escaping the dryer, where they used to reside.
Dancing with bunnies or hiding in a shoe tree,
These mischievous socks, oh where can they be?
But fear not, dear sockless ones, for time yet unlocks,
The magical story of all the lost socks.
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