Gather up the laundry
Sort it in a pile
Separate the darks and lights
Set the washer’s dial

Toss them in the dryer
Tumble them on low
Pull them out when they are done
Now where did one sock go?

I know it was there when I started
I wonder about its fate
Until I look up and to my surprise
I see who stole its mate

Yes, there he is up in a tree
All spread out on a limb
Lying on top of a pile of my socks
He keeps hidden under him

I wonder why he needs them
Do you think he cares?
I must admit, I’ve never seen
A dragon in underwear

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