"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!"