*socks Poem by Francesca Johnson
*socks
Rating: ★2.5
One washing line.
Four black socks.
Four days.
Forecast
for the next four days?
Four black socks.
One washing line.
Fine!
Friday, May 8, 2009
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4/23/2024 4:24:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Ha ha... you always loved washing lines Fran! I remember one you wrote about lovely linen on the line! I too, enjoy the aspect of pegging and bringing in! Lord knows why... must appeal to the domestic goddess in me! LOL! Great fun poem here. Enjoyed. HG: -) xx