Living with Dotty – a verse or two

A few lines on what it’s like to live with me Dotty Cotty

I woke up on a woman
She didn’t seem that pleased
 I caused her lots of problems
Especially when she sneezed
 
I show her my annoyance
That I was also taken from
The place that I was happy
Connected to her bum
 
We decided on a truce from then
We would both then do our part
She would do the cleaning
And I would help her poo depart
 
She cleans me very carefully
With different creams and sprays
If she does it properly
My bag will last for days
 
I can’t help being naughty though
Especially when she sleeps
I will fill the bag with lots of poop
And that is when she sleeps
 
She jumps up out of bed and shouts
You’re such a bleep bleep bleep
You have done this one too often
And disturbed my sleep
 
I decided to be nice for once
And stopped my messy play
I was very tired myself of course
I’d had a busy day
 
She eats things that turn runny
And things that can be red
She eats things that are smelly
And wonders why I smell
 
There are times though that she likes me
When I act all sweet and cute
She will let me shower
 In nothing but my but suit
 
I relish in the freedom
I love the clean fresh smell
The foamy soft light bubbles
Make me poo and fart so well
 
I know she doesn’t mind this
As long as I keep it zipped
When she steps outside the shower
I am meant to stay tight lipped
 
No pooping on the towel
No pooping on the floor
I’m to keep my side of the bargain
And not poop on the floor
 
Then she will keep me in the open
And let me play outside
While she finishes her ablutions
I do not have to hide
 
Just when she thinks she’s done it
And got me under wraps I
 do what I do best of course
 
And we fall out once again…