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Jan 14, 2008
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Missing Socks
I can't help but wonder
why my socks aren't all there,
not my good pairs over my old ones
but, the right or left foot, as it were.
Also I'm having a time, of late
over a sillier thing in my head,
"I found the item in the last place I looked!"
Why is it, that that phrase is said?
Who would keep looking? It doesn't make sense.
It's a crazy sentence to say,
try it the next time you've found what was lost
and keep searching for it, anyway.
If I ever found all my missing stockings
I'd be so glad in my heart,
I think I'd be tempted to sew them together
so they'd never again come apart.
— docmaverick, Jan 14, 2008
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Missing Socks
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