Socks Poem by Kostas Lagos
Socks
Rating: ★5.0
She was moving like a delicate fox
I approached her as clumsy as an ox
When I slipped on the floor
She laughed and closed the door
Now instead of flowers I'm smelling my socks
Monday, September 30, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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6/1/2024 5:57:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Another good laugh from a nonsense limerick as you say, but if it induces a good laugh, I think it makes a lot of sense.