Sad drawing
This is a sad story about two beings whose fate was torn apart by humans.
Poop was born to be wiped out by toilet paper, and toilet paper was made to touch poop. Their life cycle goes from birth to death by flushing down the toilet... But sometimes the toilet isn't powerful enough so toilet paper must be torn apart to pieces... messed up pieces into a trash can. Is this cruel enough? Is this the meaning of life? Is this how all poops and toilet papers will end? Not together? Not how it was supposed to be? Think about it and don't let go of it, don't ever let go... Protect them, cherish them and always tossed them together, not in the shower, not in the trash can but flush them together down the toilet...
Damn who knew?
All the spots we clean
Good things we've been through
That I'll be standing right here wiping you
Through another path
I know we loved to hit the flush and laugh
But Something told me that it wouldn't last
Had to switch up
Look at things different see the bigger picture
Those were the days
Hard Work forever pays
Now I see you in a better place
How could we not talk about family when family's all that we got?
Everything I went through you were standing there by my touch
and now you gon' be with me for the last flush
It's been a long day without you my friend
And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again (If I see you again)
We've come a long way from where we began
Oh I'll tell you all about it when I see you again
When I see you again
When I see you again
When we poop again
When we flush again
Tear up and watch the drawing:
