“And I can hear my mother saying
"Every old sock meets an old shoe"
Isn't that a great saying?”
Kate Bush (1958) British recording artist; singer, songwriter, musician and record producer
Song lyrics, The Red Shoes (1993)
“Hey, you’re lucky. My cabin is closest to the stables. I can hear her yelling all night: FIRST PLACE OR DEATH! AN A MINUS IS A FAILING GRADE! Leo really needs to design a gag that’s better than my old sock.”
— Rick Riordan, book The Blood of Olympus
Source: The Blood of Olympus
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