The Mystery

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I peacefully sit on the edge
Of my warm feather bed. As I
Think wonderful thoughts,
I breathe in –
But
What
Is
That
SMELL?

I slide off the bed.
The floor? No.
The nightstand? No.
The closet? The bookshelf?
The drawers? Behind the door?
Under the – BED!

Holding
My
Nose,
I reach out an unwilling Finger,
Groping in inches of dust – AHAA!!
Grasping the object, slowly pulling into view –
A PAIR OF –
DIRTY SOCKS.





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