Oh me, oh my,
I’m getting dry;
a flock of socks has
just passed by,
their long necks out
and wrapped about
each other.
They’re indecent like that,
socks.
12.14.2005 Ahniwa Ferrari
Oh me, oh my,
I’m getting dry;
a flock of socks has
just passed by,
their long necks out
and wrapped about
each other.
They’re indecent like that,
socks.
12.14.2005 Ahniwa Ferrari
5 replies on “An ode to tumble dry.”
Huzzah! I love socks.
gotta say: so glad our laundry banter turned and spun into a yarn
I want to read the other little laundry poem~ pretty please?!
I love that 🙂
Who knew the world was such a fan of laundry? Hurrah for warm, dry, socks/shirts/pants/socks/underwear/sweaters/towels/socks/and sheets! Gotta catch ’em all!
Thanks for the nice comments. Check out the new, laundry haiku. 🙂