Lavatory wisdom I

Friends are like bars of soap.
Hold on too tightly we slip.
Take us for granted you slip.
We can make beautiful bubbly fuzzy memories together
We go through dirt and grime.
But eventually we evolve to new persons.
we're usually bitter but are sickly sweet sometimes.
We are hardy we last longer.
We can be carved, be moulded
We come in all shapes and sizes and colours.

And when life slips away from us we disintergrate and die off.
Leaving behind them beautiful bubbles that disappear and are forgotten

So what brand of soap are you?


Corny eh.I Learnt from the best.