Sock Monster
Calling all socks!
Please, listen there's a sock monster
Who lives in our washing machine.
This is no game.
We put this out on an E-mail page.
This fills me with rage.
We don't know name,
Age,
What he or she looks like,
What color he or she is,
Or if he or she has one foot or two.
There's foul play
Going on here much to our dismay.
We put in two socks
And one disappears
Never to reappear.
I know it's a shock.
I am telling you to use the buddy system
Hopefully you'll find the green sock
That is missing or better yet you could
Solve the mystery,
Tell the untold story,
And go down in history
For bring this culprit to justice.
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