Floppy Jo

rusty orange knitted socks

snugly fit on fuzzy toes

his mama liked to call him flops

his papa called him jo

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jo jo like to hop around

but the snow made his toes nippy

so mama grabbed her knitting down

whipped them up in just a jiffy

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now, floppy jo showed off his socks

he was as proud as he could be

he wore them everywhere he went

so that everyone could see

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one day while he was going on

about how great his sock were

without warning, they were gone

happened so fast, it was a blur

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he went crying home to mama

and papa helped him look

they found a stranger in pajamas

with no question what he took

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he was wearin' floppy's sockies

he knew they knew, but didn't care

the criminals name was rocky

and rocky, was a bear

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no-one had the courage

to meet rocky eye to eye

the whole town was discouraged

as the snow began to fly

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but little naïve floppy jo

stepped up and said to that ol' bear

you've got my socks on, don't you know

rocky responded, i don't care

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they're on my feet, so now they're mine

ain't nothing you can do

but jo jo looked at him and smiled

and said, i've got something just for you

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he shoved his hand into his pack

the bear was ready for a duel

flops pulled his hand out, with a snap

with a pair of bear paw shoes

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he handed them to rocky

said i think these might fit you better

besides your feet are kind of stocky

and my socks don't match your sweater

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rocky smiled down on flops

as he pulled those sockies off

those shoes fit rocky like a top

he whispered in a voice real soft

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thank you so much floppy jo

i'm sorry i was naughty

jo said, i understand it though

these socks can rock a party

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from that day on, around the clock

you couldn't separate the two

jo jo in his favorite socks

and rocky, rockin' his own shoes