While hunting in my Sock Draw, for a matching pair, I felt compelled to sit half clothed, not a pretty sight! and compose this apology for a Poem!
O, where have you gone to my lovelies,
when Feet are so cold and so bare,
I can see one or two,
but they're fairly new,
my old friend's are no longer there!
Today, as you walk past my Garden,
admiring the Flowers, be alert!
what you thought was a new type
of Pansy, could well be my Sock
in the dirt!.
When leaving the car I found
A lonely sock on the ground
The other one I happen to know
Is where socks ought to go
No idea how it got there, possibly from when I unpacked the car after our latest trip.
This so reminds me so of our old Staffie who always carried socks about in her mouth and inevitably dropped them in flowerbeds- we had a huge bag of unmatched socks and never seemed to find the others. Fortunately the current SBT doesn't carry on with this habit so the bag isn't getting any fuller (but isn't getting emptier either)
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Bruno steals socks too!
Yeah we get that too. We put all the odd socks in a separate drawer and hope their other half show up soon. Some socks have been there for months with no sign of a match!
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I have decided life is too short to spend time matching up socks, so they all get chucked into a basket and anyone is welcome to look through to find their own, mine are all brightly coloured and so easy to match, Dave will quite happily just wear whichever socks he gets his hands on first, irrespective of the colour, so that just leaves Mike to sort his out.
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