School can be so boring,

I find my self in class snoring.

The kids behind me tweet,

But I just want something to eat.

Every morning its stinks waking up,

But I have found something that I LOVE.

Winter can be so bitter, 

Some people cling to their sweater.

But not me,

No not me.

My socks are the one thing that I rock.

Fuzzy and warm,

I'm known for my socks.

People can hate,

Yet I still get asked on dates.

And you know what I wear there?

My fuzzy socks.

School used to be a bore,

But then my fuzzy socks, I wore.