Socks with Flip FlopsA Poem by PeteOld deeds for old people, and new deeds for new. - ThoreauOver-the-top and throwback unique. The only thing appropriate for his age being a flabby physique. A quintessential geek. Pocket protector aside. Shirt tie-dyed. Pullin' up in his VW hippie van. Callin' me 'man'. Sportin' an outdated Woodstock tan. Hash smoke pourin' out when he opened the door. I couldn't take it anymore. Love beads and peace signs. Side steppin' so many political land mines. Enough was enough. I'd already put up with too much of his anti-establishment stuff. Repeatedly callin' his bluff. Protests and sit-ins. Oh so many unrepentant sins. My reputation on the line for having friends who were cool. Then I get this unpolished jewel. A blatant crime not an innocent faux pas. It just stuck in my craw. I cringed when I saw what was going on between his big toes. Weirded-out like an inexplicable freak-show. Heaven help us and God knows who picked out his clothes. Pushin' the limits and pullin' out all the stops. My jaw dropped. I dialed 9-1-1 and called the fashion cops when he stepped out wearin'... ... socks with flip flops ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on July 11, 2019 Last Updated on July 15, 2019 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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