I found a sock in my bed.
That's not where the sock should be.
The sock should be hanging outside,
for grandma to find at three.
So I took the sock,
hung it on a tree,
And went back to bed to find TWO socks in bed, no, THREE!
The socks gave blank stares,
and I stared right back,
They demanded from me
a tasty snack.
I gave them jam.
They couldn't eat.
There are socks in my bed,
And I'm dreaming I think.
YOU ARE READING
shit my brain spewed out
Randomis it funny? is it sad? is it spooky? you just don't fucking know.
