Of Golden Socks Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Of Golden Socks

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She wore those varsity white socks
and cultivated golden locks.
Both, socks and locks affected though
the orderly and rapid flow
of blood into the brain per se
which turned into a doughy clay
gray matter and the neural mass
the end result was smelly gas.

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