I'm a Sock!

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A Poem by SelfHelp

It's more confusing than you think.

How would I feel if I was a sock?

Always being pushed around, pushed on something, pushed in something.

I think I’d hate the shoe.

Mean ol’ smelly shoe.

I think I want to be a polka-dot sock.

Or maybe I’ll have stripes, like a prison sock.

What about a solid sock? Nah, too boring.

Holey socks are no fun.

Maybe I'll be a toe sock, ten little mes warming ten little toes.

I’d be a thick, thermal sock, keeping feet and toes warm.

I don’t want to be a sock puppet.

What about a slipper-sock? The ones with soles on the bottom.

No shoes!

Never mind. Being a sock is more work than I thought.

© 2008 SelfHelp

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Author's Note

Again, I\'m in a weird mood. Ask yourself, what kind of sock would you be?

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Ranuu

Oh wow. I like it, in an oddly charming way, I suppose. Haha. It certainly brings up points that I would have never considered before... such as the concept of being a sock. Makes me feel bad for the bastards on my feet D=

Well, not really, as it's quite cold outside, and quite cool in here, and therefore the socks are keeping my feet warm. Take that, socks!

Very nice, though. I liked it. And I don't know what socks I'd be. Probably the multicolored ones that the Joker wears in The Dark Knight. Those things were awesome. And think of the sights! Explosions... but anyway, yeah, great story, very thought-provoking.