Rogue

Dear sir

My word...you own a voluminous collection

They leap from your bureau in multitudinous hordes

Joyous sycophants that prance about your bedroom

Often appearing with a wanton demeanor 

Peering out from under your staid trousers

Nestling comfortably in your Bruno Maglis

Pretenders laying in wait

Playing at a game of disguise

Colorful whispers that

Shout as you sit

Sputtering with great relish as

Surprise registers on bemused faces

Adding to your persona

Enhancing your mystery

Producing a small woven window into your heart

Your famous ankles garbed in a bit of wit

Robed in repartee

Melting inamoratas

Who cry out 

"We too have oodles of silly socks 

Our drawers overflow"

Their feet tingle with desire 

While you sir...

In your opulence...

Collect even more

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