Lament of the lonely sock

We are apart when once we were a pair:
I need my other half to make me whole.
This severance is very hard to bear.

The washing machine doesn't seem to care
Though in it's maw we started to unroll,
And come apart, when once we were a pair.

My consort was entangled in it's snare
Sucked into a mechanical black hole -
This severance is very hard to bear.

No partner now my working life to share,
I cannot hope to fill my usual role
Now I'm alone, no longer in a pair.

No god of hosiery to hear my prayer
Or prospect of reunion to console.
This severance is very hard to bear.

May all who lack a sock, see my despair
Vouchsafe some comfort to my pining soul.
This severance is very hard to bear,
To be apart, when once we were a pair.