Nonsense 18 Poem by Phil Soar

Nonsense 18



I searched the sock drawer for the missing item
It vanished in the wash the other day
I thought that I had paired them up and stored them
And went upstairs and put them both away
And now I have a drawer with many singles
Many motifs in my drawer of many colors
But none of them that match, just sit an mingle
I can't believe I've lost them all once more

Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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