22 September 2012
One sunny morning, on show-and-tell day, The teacher, Mrs. Trolfoot, stood up straight to say: "Who'd like to go first?" and a small hand did sway, "I'd like to go first Mrs. Trol, if I may!"
"Very well, Little John, you'll be first to pass," Said she as he stepped to the front of the class. He cleared his throat and howled "ALAS! Today you'll see something none of you has!"
Mrs. Trol, quite sny, and smart as a fox, Asked what he had inside his little box. "I'm a collector," said he.
"Of what, pretty rocks?"
"Why no, Mrs. Trol, I collect colored socks!"
He opened his box, and what do you know? Out spilled a colorful socked-themed show! "There's red socks and blue socks, and one with a bow, There's white socks and black socks, and others that glow!
There's striped socks and polkas, there's tainted and nude, There's new socks and old socks, more used than they should. There's themed socks and printed, from movies to food, There's even some joke-themed to lighten your mood!
"There's green socks and brown socks, and glow-in-the-dark, There's clean socks and others that smell like ripe quark! There's glove-socks and shoe-socks to take the park, There's even some bold socks for snide remarks!
"There's rainbow, and plaided, there's stubbed and there's leather. There's big and there's heavy, small, light as a feather. There's socks that change color on par with the weather, There's socks that never came together!
There's copper and silver, diamond and gold, There's bald socks and fuzzy to wear in the cold. There's antique socks too, or so I've been told, You'll get a price if you guess just how old!
There's flavoured of all kids, like veggies, or beet, Or pinneaple-scented, to go with your meat!"
A standing ovation stood up from their seats, While the teacher honked loudly some orders to sit. And Johnny said then, with a voice oh-so sweet,
"I even have some for your big smelly feet!"
Color Socks • Opuss № I