My Sock's ReincarnationA Poem by lyt4There may not be a sight more satisfying than - after immersing in soapy water, then twenty or so lathering rubs, as the foam starts to take on a slight tan, and with the force of my shoulders behind my hands, a wring! and out comes - Caramel, Dirt Muddy water, Visual indication of my sock's reincarnation! © 2012 lyt4Author's Note
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