Fuzzy Lovers

I slip you on,
you never cease to comfort me
I know your promises are true,
and it's obvious we were meant to be.

Old is replaced by new,
a few bucks in a sack.
The warm fuzzies you give me in bed,
I would never take back.

Who's the lucky one today?
Who is going to keep me on my feet,
and who will I leave
locked up for next week?

It all depends on my mood,
you all give me great pleasure
so many types to choose,
so much goddamn pressure.

Those really long ones,
they keep me on my knees.
The short and soft ones,
I use for quickies.
I spare the bright and funky,
for my spontaneous days.
The bland black ones,
I keep for when I'm lost and afraid.

I wish I could have you all at once,
oh, that would be splendid.
I love you all so very much,
each and every sock my feet have been in.

-*-I like socks. I -love- socks. I'm OBSESSED with socks. :-) I'm not crazy. O.o I swear.-*-