Socks poem

From Things You Find in a Poet's Beard by A.F. Harrold

Don’t mock

the humble sock.

Even a sock that’s old

will keep you from feeling cold.

Though if it’s got a hole

in the toe or the heel or the sole

it might be more breezy;

mending it is easy:

put on your special sewing smock

and darn that smock.

A sock with eyes

is a sock in disguise.

Put on the hand it might be a snake

a giraffe or worm or ape,

or other creation

of the sock-puppet master’s imagination.

Me? I prefer to keep

my socks on my feet.

The ones I like are the types

with stripes.