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It was time for the Annual Sock Drawer Conference. Halloween was over, and now it was time to settle down to business. Mated socks sorted out the un-mated. Static held them all together.
New socks had joined the Drawer, with holidays ahead. Some Turkey Socks and many new Christmas socks had been welcomed, mantled labels removed. Again, language was limited to their country of origin. “Made in China, 50% cotton and 45% polyester, with 5% spandex!”
The Sock Drawer philosophy needs to be explained.
The Sock Drawer philosophy needs to be explained.
The mantra of the Drawer was to serve the Wearer, pure and simple. No matter the inclement weather or the racing around the owner might do, the Socks were ready to be the tractor, one who pulled or pushed the Wearer.
As a precursor to the meeting, the Sock Drawer sang its national anthem:
“Heel and cuff, instep and toe. We welcome you to our Land. Gusset and heel, tightly wove. Cotton or whatever. The threads of socks that have gone before, join us in homage to you with our voice. Static and lint all abound, We welcome you to our Land.” ***
“Heel and cuff, instep and toe. We welcome you to our Land. Gusset and heel, tightly wove. Cotton or whatever. The threads of socks that have gone before, join us in homage to you with our voice. Static and lint all abound, We welcome you to our Land.” ***
With that, the elderly Sage Surgical Sock with worn chevron rubber footing cleared its throat, pounding the stump of a pencil, and announced, “Let us begin.”
*** Sung to the tune of “Oh, Tannenbaum”.
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