As I sat down, I suddenly realized
I had forgotten to put on the right socks.
There I sat, one red, one blue
I was all beside myself, and I swore
people were staring at me like a hawk!
Should I cross my right leg over my left
so the red sock is blaring loud?
Or, should I cross the left over right,
so the blue hue stands out in the crowd?
I twitched my leg, my foot started
thumping loudly on the ground,
I sat there quietly, I tried hard
to stop my foot from making a sound.
Across the room I spied a man
who seemed to be in distress,
he sat there and in his own defense
I must tell you this, I truly confess.
The socks he wore were green and yellow,
And much to my own dismay
He didn’t care if I noticed,
in fact, he seemed in a bit of a daze.
While he spied me staring intently
at both his feet both on the ground,
I glanced at him quickly
and gave him a simple frown.
It didn’t matter what color socks
I didn’t even care,
I sat there giggling inside because
my socks, my red and blue socks
matched my striped underwear!