The Other Red Sock
Hop - two, three, four.
Socks - two, three, four.
Wait a minute! Where
Is Red One's partner?
Not over here.
Not over there.
Not behind the pillow
Or under the chair!
Red Two must be playing
Hide and Seek with them and us.
When he disappeared last time
The boy's mother made a fuss!
She told her son off because
He didn't roll them into pairs.
No. He just chucked them
Down the stairs.
Red Two is no ordinary sock.
He likes to travel alone...
Who knows what he gets up to
Around the home?
One day, he was hiding
Under the dog's chin.
Another time he was found
In the bread bin!
He's sometimes very naughty.
What do you think?
The other day he turned
Some white shirts pink!
Things sure do get crazy
When he is not on scene.
Ah! Maybe he's been eaten
By the washing machine!
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