I’m just a missing sock
With you I did reside
You wonder where I am
I didn't go outside
You put me in the washer
And in the dryer next
As you were folding socks
You then became perplexed
You know I disappeared
It happens more and more
You have so many single socks
Inside of your sock drawer
I am no longer half a pair
And lonesome not by far
I’m with so many single socks
I must be in a singles bar
Don't discard your single socks
Keep them for a while
If they match another sock
You'll have a smaller pile
One day I may surprise you
And never left your home
Got stuck to other laundry
And never did go roam
By, Randee Saber 4/22/06
