I love my socks

They keep my feet

Nice and cozy in the sleet

 

They live between my foot and shoe

And  do what socks all like to do

 

Some people keep them on in bed

To stop the chilblains going red

 

Some fold them up nice and neat 

And put them on the cozy heat

 

Ready  for the morning run 

In the rain or in the sun.

 

Through the puddles and the snow

To keep the tosies all a glow

 

Depending on the type of sock 

Worn with trousers or with frocks 

 

Some are thick and some are thin

But once worn out go in the bin

 

Socks of course develop holes

Generally just on the soles

 

But I wonder do black socks 

Do they Develop huge black holes.?

 

Some people have sock misuse

With definitely sock abuse

 

Filled with lead for violent cosh

Or filled with jam to strain the mush 

 

But my lovely socks

Fill me with dread

 

stumbling sleepily 

Out of bed 

 

As actually getting them on 

Is challenging and often wrong

 

Inside out is just the worst

Seam inside and big toe first 

 

Hopping round the bedroom floor 

Sock in hand , I’ll try once more 

 

I give my foot another pass

Before I fall flat on my arse

 

I guess I’ll now sit on the bed 

And slide them on , oh these are red

 

They’ll keep my company all the day

While I work and while I play 

 

I love my socks they contain my toes

Inspiring me to write  these prose

 

My fingers they are  not loved

As I hardly ever wear my gloves .

 

17/01/2024. 23:35- 00:10