A widowers Lament;
How is it, when the laundry's done , I sit in some despair
I now have , is it, Nineteen socks. But Not a single PAIR
I have grey sock,black sock, red sock and even got a blue,
Cut cannot find a match for one that makes a pair of two.
I also found a yellow one. A yellow one, no less,
I never bought a pair of socks, that startle when I dress!
I blame the youth sat nest to me, at the swimming baths, one day.
I think he 'pinched' my only pair, and quickly stole away.
He'll lose his street cred, thats certain, when he meets his friends,
When he takes his shoe off, and the toes poke out the ends.
He'll have a brown one and a blue one, both with holes, I think,
I reall meant to change them. Because they ppen and ink'.
An interestin' mystery, that I will give some thought. What happens to the missing sock from several pairs I bought?
I think I have the answer to this sill, endless game.
Next time, I'll purchase 20 socks. All THE BLINKIN SAME!
friends.
When he takes his shoes off, his toes poke out the ends