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The prodigal sock
One fine day,
my sock decided to run away
I found its twin
lying indifferently
in the wardrobe
I did a bit of probe
But he didn't care
where his bro
had fled
I searched and
searched
and searched
But in vain...
I was getting late for school
frustratingly I cursed the twain
"Fuck the pair!",
I said in despair
The other socks were
in the laundry bag,
I had no choice
but to wear those filthy boys
cos my mom was shouting
at the top of her voice
"You are getting late for school,
you lazy fool!"
Days passed by...weeks
then months
and one fine day I stumbled on
the freakin' prodigal sock
upon his return,
as I opened the wardrobe
it tumbled down
on the ground,
lying wasted
with no guilt or shame,
a sinister smile
threatening me
that on some fine day,
it will disappear
again...
my sock decided to run away
I found its twin
lying indifferently
in the wardrobe
I did a bit of probe
But he didn't care
where his bro
had fled
I searched and
searched
and searched
But in vain...
I was getting late for school
frustratingly I cursed the twain
"Fuck the pair!",
I said in despair
The other socks were
in the laundry bag,
I had no choice
but to wear those filthy boys
cos my mom was shouting
at the top of her voice
"You are getting late for school,
you lazy fool!"
Days passed by...weeks
then months
and one fine day I stumbled on
the freakin' prodigal sock
upon his return,
as I opened the wardrobe
it tumbled down
on the ground,
lying wasted
with no guilt or shame,
a sinister smile
threatening me
that on some fine day,
it will disappear
again...
Published 10th Sep 2024
| Edited 20th Sep 2024
Author's Note
Aah...those childhood days...i was taught to be responsible by these evil socks 😆
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10th Sep 2024 2:31pm
LOL! I love the humor in this! Something that cojoins ALL humans globally is the missing freaking sock that returns mysteriously in the future after you've given up! Thanks for the laugh this morning! xo
10th Sep 2024 2:50pm
I'm overjoyed that this poem gave you a laugh...this is my first attempt at humour.
Thank you so much, dear Ahavati ❤️
Thank you so much, dear Ahavati ❤️
10th Sep 2024 3:12pm
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10th Sep 2024 3:50pm
So wonderful to see you posting again. The "prodigal sock" is a metaphor that can be applied to numerous things. Hugs and love, Oral
10th Sep 2024 3:51pm
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10th Sep 2024 9:09pm
Thanks for sharing this message of a lost sock that magically appear out of no where ???
10th Sep 2024 9:10pm
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13th Sep 2024 5:18pm
I know this all too well...
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/264063-the-curse-of-the-odd-socks/
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/264063-the-curse-of-the-odd-socks/
13th Sep 2024 5:25pm
Thank you for stopping by n reading this piece... I read yours...great poem 💖
21st Sep 2024 2:23pm
It used to happen with us in our boarding school and then later I was taught how to mange it by one of my senior . Such a humourous and deep thoughts .
21st Sep 2024 3:35pm
Thank you for sharing your thoughts...
Yeah, now it doesn't happen with me....😁
Yeah, now it doesn't happen with me....😁
28th Sep 2024 6:13am
28th Sep 2024 12:08pm
