By Craig Wilson
I’m at a new theme park, which is fun for the whole family.
Sadly, I’m not here to have fun – I’m here for toilet duty.
Yet, I don’t have any memory of actually arriving here.
I suddenly appeared here and equipped for the job at hand.
I scrub toilets, mop floors, clean sinks and even the walls.
Now and again, an unfunny fat guy keeps telling me jokes.
The howls of awe and excitement are enough torture for me.
When I enter one cubicle, I manage to leap out of the dream.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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