when he was younger, he would have groaned loadly
upon realizing there were socks under the colorful wrapping
he's a man now with his remote control helicopter and
a beautiful young woman at his side
and he needs socks.
her toes wiggle their way through, her
sharp toenails severing a thread every day until
a hole appears and yet another pair of socks
bites the dust
she needs socks.
I need socks, the taller ones that protect my
ankles against bitter cold, erratically flying bees
and other environmental risks.
Socks are great presents, young ones just need
to mature before they full appreciate this.
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