I've noticed, again, a small hole in my sock
And there's something I don't understand:
It puzzles me greatly, I'm baffled, and so
On this subject I now should expand.
I put the sock onto my left foot and see
That peeping out there's my big-toe;
This makes me unhappy, because I am sure
That left there, the small hole it must grow.
To effect a solution is easy enough,
So I swap the sock o'er to my right,
Then the known laws of physics get twisted around,
I begin to lose trust in my sight.
I cannot believe what I see on my foot
It seems that the hole has reversed;
It's moved to the left - to my other big-toe!
I now think my sock has been cursed.
I swap the sock back, and the hole moves again,
It's creepy - what does it intend?
It's back to the right, where it was in verse two,
I now think I've gone round the bend.
And so I surrender, it's all got too much
Sock-holes move, and of that there's no doubt;
I just wanted to warn you about it, and thought,
Like the toe, that I'd just point it out.
(Written Aug 2013)
A nice laugh to brighten one's day. Well done my friend!
As I read this my smile just kept getting bigger and bigger - -I love it! .
.......people should learn from you, how to turn everyday incidents into stocks of humor.............lovely write
i just can't wait a hole two years to use this again in one of my (usually) monthly showcases of PH poems, to be found upcoming in my list of PH poems. thanks. bri (:
from MyPoemList, this now goes into my/our July 2017's 'showcase of and for PH poets', found in my PH site. Thanks. bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem is nice and funny. To a poet, anything can be a subject for making a poem including 'socks'.