Socks Sidestep

socks sidestep to the sock dimension,
in order to get away,
they tire of carrying our suspension,
don't like the smell they say,
who cares for the undersock:) hey.....Don Johnson
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Dietrich Avatar
June 4, 2011 at 11:13 PM
cute cute cute, Don!! I like that line: Don't like the smell they say!
Kendrick Avatar
June 4, 2011 at 5:07 PM
Good one that offers a little humor in our lives..A job as a sock from a sock's point of view...It would not be a job that I wanted..Sara
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