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R.I.P. Socks


Socks

My feet would reek 

Socks

Are a little foot shaped blanket

Keep my ten friends warm

When the Minnestoa air is frozen

Socks

Come in tall or short

Thick or thin

Always there through the good or bad

Socks

Fit when the rest of my clothes don't

Socks

Don't care if they match

Mismatch is in style

Socks

I can't live without you

For if I did my feet would reek

Socks

I'm sorry I lose you

Socks

The dryer will forever be your enemy

Socks 

Never forgotten 

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