Poetic Captions: Sock Monster
It's Friday and you know what the means POETRY! Today we are visited by the mysterious and perhaps even dangerous sock monster.
For more sock monster fun
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Sock Monster
The door was open
For only a second
But that’s all it took
For it to slide out
Leaving its partner behind
Inch by inch
It crawled
Across the laundry floor
Inch by inch
It went
Down the hall
To my bedroom door
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Who’s there?” I squeaked.
I didn’t dare get out of bed
Cr-e-e-e-a-k
Was the only reply
Then that horrible sound started again…
It crawled
Across my bedroom floor
Inch by inch
It went
Up the wooden post.
I shook and shook
Under my blanket of fleece
I didn’t dare uncover my head
Inch by inch
It crawled
I reached a hand out
Turned the lamp on
Plop!
There it lay
At the foot my bed
My brother’s smelly out sock
Pee-Yew!
I hid under the covers again
What kind of sock monster lives at your house? What does he/she do all day?
--What kind of sock monster lives at your house? What does he/she do all day?
For more sock monster fun
- Right click on the image above to save it to your computer then print and colour.
- How To Make A Sock Monster
If you liked this post please let others know. Join me next Friday for another Poetic Caption. On Ouch Monday, I'll be talking about agents. I hope you come back for that. Until then dare to write the impossible.
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Remember you can always connect with me on Facebook and Twitter.
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Looking Back To Past Posts
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To read more fabulous poetry head over to A Year Of Reading blog. Thanks Mary Lee for hosting this week Poetry Friday Roundup.
Looking Back To Past Posts
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To read more fabulous poetry head over to A Year Of Reading blog. Thanks Mary Lee for hosting this week Poetry Friday Roundup.
LOL!! My odd socks like to pair up with each other. Lots of cross socking here!
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DeleteHah! The secret life of the OTHER sock!
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DeleteThis poem made me laugh! I'm just back from buying socks at the sporting goods store because one of my sons is completing in an elite quarterback contest tomorrow and didn't have a pair of matching socks!
ReplyDeleteThanks. Good luck to your son (how exciting!)
DeleteI love it! My smelly sock monsters are pretty small...boy sized!
ReplyDeleteHaha. Thanks.
DeleteFun! While my mother in law stayed with us she hung up every odd sock in the laundry room for them to wait for their partners :)
ReplyDeleteHaha nice. My husband and I buy the same exact socks so no matching required. His are black and mine are white.
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