The sorrow of socks
Some socks are loners –
They can’t live in pairs.
On washdays they’ve shown us
They want to be loners
They puzzle their owners,
They hide in dark lairs.
Some socks are loners –
They won’t live in pairs.
The sorrow of socks
Some socks are loners –
They can’t live in pairs.
On washdays they’ve shown us
They want to be loners
They puzzle their owners,
They hide in dark lairs.
Some socks are loners –
They won’t live in pairs.
Thieves respect property. They merely wish the property to become their property that they may more perfectly respect it.
I'm not a fan of classification. It's very difficult to come up with a classification scheme that's useful when what…
Fall seven times, stand up eight.