Scruffy Wee Bog Brush Poem by GORDON SAUNDERS

Bog brush, bog brush yer stinking o pee
i wouldne like tae be in your shoes no siree
well i shouldny really say shoes
mare o a stand
ane o them wee silver ones
yer lookin awfy grand
Lookin very handsome, standin all alone
if a female bog brush came in
would ye still be sitting in yer throne?
'she wouldny be interested in me, im jist a lavvy brush,
aw covered in shiz, id make her throw up, i umny very lush'
To that i had to differ
id had to much to drink
talking tae a lavvy brush?
and p'ing in the sink
time tae get the 44
and get masel tae bed
oh no its half past 2 ill be sleeping in the shed.