Real Toads – Play It Again, Toads
Mary’s Mixed Bag : Poetry of the Ordinary
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they were my favorite pair
fuzzy socks with alternating
green, blue, and teal stripes
and now they have betrayed me
with holes in the heels
just tiny holes for now
but holes are not static
when no one is looking
they grow, slowly, steadily
from dime, to nickel,
to quarter size until
your favorite socks turn
on you – rubbing throbbing
blisters on the bottom
of your feet and you
have no choice but to
turn those favorite socks
into a puppet couple with
red yarn hair and silly grins
rhymeswithbug 
I can relate to holey socks but not puppets : )
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Super charming! Thanks. k.
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Loving this. I think we all have socks like this we cling onto 😛
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Gave me a big smile!
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I grinned at this one. Why do we cling to socks that blister and annoy?
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…they turn on you! ha
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😀
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