Andy Hawthorne Andy Hawthorne
May 15th, 2025

Underwear United

Poems
Pants and socks
Pants and socks

There was this pair of knackered socks,  
They had seen better days,  
And they were due for a detox,  
Their smell made a big haze,

So they went to the sock union,  
To moan about their plight,  
And their owners bunion,   
They were going to fight,

The union sent out big news,  
Socks should be treated right,  
They felt they had nothing to lose,  
They partied all that night,

Meanwhile, the underpants looked on,  
Thinking it was a farce,  
The bloody socks thing was a con,  
They still got filled with arse,

So they formed a union too,  
The Union of The Pants,  
They would join the socks through and through,  
We might have to wear plants.

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