I'm a bit bigger than you might expect for a sock toy, as I'm made from the long part of a big fleece sock. (One of a pair that Melinda was given by a friend to keep her feet warm when sleeping in the mountains, I like to think that my lost twin is still having happy adventures in the big mountains of the Himalayas!)
Apart from my very important purple sock part, I have pink and red fleece paws and ears, nice soft squishy stuffing, and a couple of red buttons for eyes.
How old are you?
Billy (who owns me) has just started school in England, and he is five years old, so so am I. Billy's Nan made me when Billy was born, so we are the same age.
Are you really the star of the book (but sh! Don't tell the others!)
What made you wanna write poetry?
I heard you've been to Twitter jail. What is it and how exactly did you end up there?
Oh, you heard... I'm very lucky because I'm the only one of the gang who has been allowed their own Twitter account.
If I send messages too often in a short space of time then the Twitter police lock me out and put me in "jail", I don't understand why, and it makes me sad. It means I can't send anymore messages out to my friends for hours. Melinda has to come and rescue me, and then she sends out a message to my friends so they won't worry about me suddenly disappearing (and they send me messages back, to cheer me up).
Do you think you and the gang will ever make a print book or are you just sticking to eBooks?
I would like to see a book where you and the gang go on an adventure. Do you think you all will ever write a book like that or will you just stick with poetry?
Destiny's note: I think that's a great idea, Odd Sock!
How hard is it to come up with rhyming words for the poems?
What will you do once you're famous?