Belated Aniversary Sock Drawer

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Apr 18, 2009


We are socks
You and I
Spin around
Then left to dry
Get lost
Get found
Not noticed too much
But we notice each other
Which is all that counts

We are socks
You and I
Seem to be pairless
But it won't stay that way
I love you my gabby
We'll sit in the sock drawer
One year and two months
Let's hope for some more.

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  • 15 years ago

    by StandStill

    My smile is huge <3
    hehehhe <333