All's hush and quiet
in the bathroom
and things start
to talk to one another
drip, drip, says the tap
brr, brr, says the window
hum, hum, says the pipe
tchk, tchk, says the shower
I've got the worst job round here,
whines the eloquent toothbrush
Oh, yeah? comes the reply
from the unassuming toilet roll
Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah? enters the human, all assuming toilet roll.
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re, 'All in a Day's Work', Raj. It is easy to criticise those who watch from the sidelines the self-inflicted tortures of the Romantic. But I think more than a bit of the Romantic rubs off on these people and they are probably grateful for the experience as it helps them enter the Zeitgeist.