Puppy's Single-Sock Diet
They say fiber’s good for
the digestion. I favor cotton:
Jimmy’s gray athletic sox
tossed haphazard on the floor
and tasting of ball games
on the corner lot.
Missy’s socks in pastel blue –
I always leave her one of two.
And once, (what a treat!)
Mom laid out a pair of fancy
argyle socks, brand-new
for Dad’s big feet.
I took just one, leaving
its mate so everyone can see
how its subtle hues
complement red-sable Me.
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