Resources on poetry by the poets themselves

The Sock

The Sock

Most feet stink
and those that don’t,
unfortunately,
pong.

Dang ding.
Dang ding.
Dang ding
Dang ding dong.

You wouldn’t think
there’s much
to being a sock.
You would be wrong.

Dang ding.
Dang ding.
Dang ding.
Dang ding dong.

What’s dang?
What’s ding?
You’re asking.
It’s my song.

Dang ding.
Dang ding.
Dang ding.
Dang ding dong.