Socks Is Good
*
By Arsenic Kiss
Author's Note: Yep, another weird poem. Enjoy!
*
Socks is good to me.
They makes Dobby feel kinda...
sexy,
sir.
They kinda turns Dobby on, sir.
Mr. Harry Potter sir gave Dobby socks.
THREE of them.
That was very romantic of him, me thinks.
Weezy gave me socks too...
Maybe Dobby can arragnge a little threesome:
Dobby...
And Mr.Harry Potter sir and his Weezy.
They is so sweet, they is.
It really just makes Dobby giggle, sir.
It really just makes Dobby want to make mad passionate love to them, sir.
Maybe Dobby shouldn't have said that...
But Dobby is a free elf now!
Dobby can say whatever he wants!
Dobby can also buy lots of socks now.
Harry Potter made old master give me a sock once.
That was the first sock...
It set me free, it did!
Dobby was so happy!
That's when I KNEW.
Dobby KNEW that Mr. Harry Potter sir was the one.
But I think he's in love with Weezy...
They do sleep in the same room!
But Weezy is a nice sir.
And he gives me socks too.
So Dobby thinks he should love both of them now, sir.
...
You could give me some socks too...
That would make Dobby very...
Happy,
Sir.