The OCD Sock vs The Laundry Pile

The OCD Sock vs The Laundry Pile

A Poem by Penny Ellen
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Another one for Weird Writers Prompts...

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Unabated pleas for release continue

Streaming forth,

Threading between the other inhabitants of this realm.

They are mud-covered and sweat-soaked,

Some doused in cologne that

Honestly smells more like death than musk.

Red popsicle-remnant covered fingers have

Mingled here and there,

Along with the peewee soccer uniforms and

Grass-stained fishing overalls,

More green than blue in places.

Nauseating colors.

Again, I cry out for release

And again for bleach!

Please, oh please don’t let me go through with the darks!

 

© 2010 Penny Ellen


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Very nice, clever. I'm happy that people are enjoying the prompts. Haha that would suck. Ah, so funny! Poor sock! :( Nice work!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Kes
Again, what a great last line!
That's the sort of thing I would be worried about if I was a clean sock!
Nice work!


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