Odd Socks

ODD SOCKS

He got his socks out of the drawer,
One was red, and one was blue;
He didn’t blink an eyelid,
For, in the drawer were quite a few.

When his mum saw what he’d done,
She said, “You’ve got odd socks”.
He said he knew he hadn’t,
Even though he had got lots.

He then assured his mother,
Who went along with his little game;
I know that they’re not odd ones…
I’ve got another pair, exactly the same.

© Jim Bell

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