My Socks?

This is a little poem I wrote. I actually came up with the idea in a rant of mine and the Leprichauns have stuck with me ever since

I awake in the morning

My feet are so cold

In confusion I look down below

 

At my unadorned feet

I look on in wonder

Really this has to be a blunder

 

I could have sworn I fell asleep

With my socks upon my feet

But there they stare, quite confusingly bare

 

I search around my bed, my blanket, my room

My socks seem to have slipped off to places unknown

I open my drawer to get another pair

And gasp at the horrible sight of my drawer, quite bare

 

Where could my socks have gone?

I wonder in anguish

I stop and think as hard as I can

But an answer doesn’t come no matter how much I stare

 

I was about to close the drawer and give up

When a colorful little scrap of cloth caught my eyes, quite stuck

In the corner of the drawer sits a tiny rainbow hat

“Where in the world could this have come from” I thought taken aback

 

As I stared at this tiny little hat

A story I once heard started trickling back

“No it can’t be” I told myself in a whisper

They don’t exist, their just a myth!

 

I sat upon my bed in shock

It must be true, I thought

The Rainbow Colored Leprechauns do exist

Its truth that was spoke, not a myth

 

They struck in the night, just like the stories said

They steal your socks while you’re snug in your bed

I look on in despair at my empty sock drawer

Knowing I have nothing but smelly sweaty feet odor in store

 

Keep my story in mind the next time you think

“My socks will never be just gone in a wink”

Just remember the next time you wake with your feet in a draft

That the horrid little Leprechaun’s are looking on at you

 

If you sit still enough  

You can hear them laugh

Reviews

[snopadelic]

Lol Very good. is that why you have missing socks?