Angharad Cummings - bog brush

it's a hard life for a bogbrush
it sits there all day no friends
it can only speak when in a public toilet
meaning the bogbrush next door
the cubicles either side of this
but what if poor bogbrush doesn't like this kind of cumpany
what if the bog brushes next door bully him or her
and this is only in public toilets
what about in a house
who wants more than one bogbrush in they're home
i supose there could be two if there was one
upstairs and one downstairs but then they're voices might get tired
because of yelling to each other from one toilet to another
but what if there's only one toilet with one bogbrush
there all on their own scrubbing up and down only when needed
it has no other use
imagin this
u have no where else to go in life
but spend it in a bog twenty- four- seven that smells too
u dont even have any legs to run away on
and these people who keep you like this dont' even
show a sign of sympathy or care an ounce
does a bogbrush sleep?
well if it does then it must constantly have
millions of nightmares about when it enters that big,
ugly and smelly bog of eternal stench
so next time u decide to do a humungous smelly poo
just think for a moment on what runs through poor bogbrushes head.

Angharad Cummings

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