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The Dinosaur Sock
larrylark

Walked, eyes closed, dozing,
 1
into early morning back yard.
 2
Tardily swept away frozen segs of last night.
 3
Picked up pegs, ran nose over dreg filled bottles
 4
once holding fine wine.
 5
Plates scraped off, remains of take away
 6
battled slug trails solid silver lines.
 7
 
 
Spotted snoring dinosaur sock,
 8
plucked from muck and chucked,
 9
as he'd fallen from the washing line.
 10
Now he rested, in a mess,
 11
through sheer good luck,
 12
among plant pot slime.
 13
 
 
Could i find his lime green friend?
 14
Then i won't need to wonder where,
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or borrow from another pair.
 16
 
 
The sock dried out, shouted loud
 17
from a corner of his woolly mouth.
 18
“Leave me here, let me go, through
 19
wind hail rain or snow. Then I'll roam
 20
north to find my port, past cast off sofas
 21
ally stones, alone among  the filthy bins,
 22
containers full of peoples sins,
 23
I’ll always be your friend."
 24
 
 
Dearest darling dinosaur sock,
 25
as faithful as a dog,
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lost on a curving  country lane.
 27
Secretly hoping he’ll never return,
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never ever again.
 29

17 Nov 11


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we learn courage from the desperado sock...  break the mates that bind!
 — tonebone

its the one hell of a smell that drove the poor darlin' away

Larry aromatic socks Lark
 — larrylark

sock it to them larry!
 — unknown

biff bam bosh

Larry punch drunk Lark
 — larrylark

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