My bad socks.

They have holes...
They make me want to scream!
They are truely, a pain in the arse.
One time, I tried them.

Had a big hole
My toe was sticking out
Yet, I remember the cold
The wind blew softly around it

Magnified by the thouch of my toe
I jumped up and down in my bed
My bad socks...
They have holes

My bad socks, what a pain
When I washed them, a hole ripping my washmachine
I yet not understand
What they plan to do

Perhaps destroy my shoe?
A hole in my sock
Making my toes cold
I wish I was a mole

Once again, I wear these fucking socks
They're bad socks indeed
A hole is what I feel
Empty, yet cold

That's my toe

A poem by Kim.
Poem name: Bad socks 4 life.