.5. Darn It Poem by David Threadgold

.5. Darn It

Rating: 5.0


Nobody ever darns
Socks anymore
Mine with their holes in
Are left in a drawer

What a great waste
When there’s ever so many
Grey, black and blue
But brown haven’t any

Most of them nylon
With not many wool
Colours aren’t bright
I prefer my socks dull

Often in pairs
There is only one hole
Fully worn out
Having fulfilled its role

But what if I changed
And only wore black
Then for every two pairs
I would get one pair back

© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anong All 21 August 2008

Cute, I enjoyed reading this poem of yours. Gave to me a smile :)

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