Ein Gedicht von Paul Maar : Häng ich Wäsche auf die Leine, wund´re ich mich sehr: Wieder eine Einzelsocke! Wo kommt der nur her? Tief in meiner Waschmaschine wohnt ein böser Geist, der von allen Sockenpaaren einen Strumpf verspeist!

Dieses literarische Werk wurde auf www.lonelysocks.uk.co gefunden. Oh tell me where it is the socks all go when they are washed? It seems they disappear, a problem never to be solved I sometimes think I'm mad, perhaps I even could be sloshed There's such a task to match them, so much time can be involved I wonder if they get all tangled in the washer's works It's so annoying only having one sock from a pair Perhaps a nasty sock devourer, in my laundry lurks Who pounces on each sock out from his sock-devouring lair How can I find the answer to this problem in my mind? So members of my family, don't have unmatching feet It's bothered me for years, in fact I'm really in a bind If I could find those missing socks I think it would be neat I think a Solo-Socks Drawer, I will start, for socks to wait Until their mates are reunited, leaving it to fate. Copyright Sharon Kay 2000