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Fuzzy socks you are so soft
And warm against my peau (rhymes with go – French for skin)
Staircases lead me up or down,
Wherever I need to go.
Fuzzy socks and carpeted stairs
Should never really meet.
A barrier should be worn betwixt the two
And fit snugly on the feet.
For when fuzzy socks and carpeting join
They become a little slick.
And once headed down the stairs
Your foot will suddenly slip.
Gravity and inertia will gladly
Join the fun.
As fuzzy socks and carpeted stairs
Come together as one.
As hard as you will clutch
and find something on which to hang,
You’ll ultimately end at the bottom of the stairs
With a loud and ungraceful bang.
The preceding poem is based on a true story which happened only an hour or so before the text was written.