"Oh no!" said my sock,
"What a smell!
You need a bath, Mr. Shoe.
I can tell!"

"I'm leather," said Shoe.
"I don't smell.
Your dryer sheet stink!
I'm unwell!"

"I need a clothespin,"
said the sock.
"It's the only way
that we will walk."

Shoe laughed and he smiled
"You have no nose,
Sock, what will you do?
Hold your toes?"

I tugged on my shoe
"Ouch! You're tight!
Would you both please
stop with this fight!"

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Lisa J. Parker's writing and creative works including poems, books, short stories, essays, movies, greeting graphics, and photographs.

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