The socks in "Ode to My Socks," as ordinary as they may be, are constantly being transformed into animals and objects that highlight the beauty of the socks and the speaker's reluctance to put them on and ruin their beauty with a hairy big toe and unkempt nails. (Ew!) In fact, the poem itself does the work of transforming the everyday object of the socks into something wondrous.
Ain't poetry grand? "Ode to My Socks" shows the magical power of poetry to transform everyday objects into something special.
There's more than meets the eye here. In "Ode to My Socks," the socks are transformed into all sorts of animals and objects, but the traditional form of the ode is also transformed.