Socks Poem by James Asher
Socks
I pull my socks up!
they
fall
down.
I look at them and begin to frown.
I pull them up, and
They
fall
down
I pull them up again
They
fall
down
And so again I begin to frown.
I'm getting angry, getting mad.
MY SOCKS WON'T STAY UP! !
How very sad.
I need my socks upon my feet,
For they make my shoes look complete! !
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4/25/2024 6:33:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Really clever, especially the paired exclamation points!