For The Odd Sock Poetry Contest
Gremlins come out in the night on cold little feet, searching through our houses for places with some heat. Some nights we do laundry, and right before we sleep, our clothes are put in dryers. That’s when gremlins creep. . . Creep inside that nice warm place where we’ve put our clothes. Then they sort through all our things. What do you suppose? Well, they love to find our socks since their feet are cold! And they grab a few of them, or so I’ve been told! Seeing not too well in dark as those gremlins do, they take mismatched socks and leave us mismatched ones too!
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