It comes at night when you’re asleep, it waits for you to snore,

It comes along into your room, and opens up your drawer.

Choosing only nice ones, the best of all the fare,

And when you go to put them on, you’ve only half a pair.

Stealing socks and eating them, is all it seems to do,

But the why of it dumbfounds me, I haven’t got a clue.

So tend your socks more carefully, hide them in your bed,

The monster then will have no choice, but to eat your pants instead!