My Smiling Dunny
My Smiling Dunny
My job is the lowest of the low
Cleaning rooms where people have to go
I have seen so much
Most would make you cry for me
But I have to handle it all
When I get the chance
I try and change my corner of the world
My spirit flies when I am not too serious
So, if you need to use my room
I will warn you to look around
Just before you have a seat
Something may be looking at you
And maybe you will think of me
And you will smile knowing that I am smiling
Just as big as that seat which you will use
Copyright © Lord R. E. Taylor | Year Posted 2019
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