Tale of Missing SocksWhere do missing socks go in your house?Are they thrown in a box, eaten by a mouse?Do you wake up one morning and go to school?In a messy room, never was it mom’s rule.Where do missing socks go in your house?Are they thrown in a box, eaten by a mouse?You start to look under your bed and see,all dirty clothes and no clean socks to be.Mom, where are my socks' she replies alright"Washer, the monster ate them all last night."You go the wash room and can’t find any pairsit was mother’s way to get you down the stairs.Out of the bed, you didn’t want to go to school,be laughed at by your friends, becoming a fool.If this wasn’t a day to say "Mother, I am sick"Unmatched socks or dirty ones a mean ole trick.Where do missing socks go in your house?Are they thrown in a box, eaten by a mouse?Or does washer the monster eat them fast,from an unclean bedroom, mom didn't pass!By Sherry Finley Jan 4th-2005