Where do socks go?

I often ask with no clear answer

To the hamper two by two

In the wash and to the dryer

I think that logic for this would do

Yet out they come one and none

Lost it seems to no good fortune

And I without a clue feel dumb

Where did they go for my misfortune?

It is a question I cannot answer

Behind the hamper they are not

Within the washer? Still no luck

Look to the dryer, that’s the spot

Yet, here too I find not a sock

So in a pile on my floor

Lonely socks lay pairs no more

Their mates are lost to destiny

Tis the way will always be