#clustal

I'm in a large house with many rooms I ask someone where the toilet is And they give me directions I find the room, but it is the living room Decorated in 1920 style On a small, but quite high table Is an old black telephone, this is a toilet It is completely exposed and there is also no toilet paper But I am dying to go So I perched myself precariously on the table And squat down over the telephone Lucky, I'm wearing quite a full skirt So it hides what I'm doing, should anyone come in I pissed over the phone, and it runs down my legs and soaks my feet All I have is a tissue and a couple of rags with which to dry myself And when I finished, I throw them in a bucket beside the table A boy walks in and takes no notice I'm working in a large modern office Traveling up in a lift, someone tries to pinch my bottom Then a young man with white hair, and dressed completely in white Puts his arms around me from behind I push him away and tell him to fuck off The office sex relations officer notices our argument And makes us sit down at the table And air our differences I feel angry as I realize the man in white is going to get away with it So I retreat to the toilets to calm down All the cubicle doors are open And Charles Manson is placing used tea bag on the toilet seats He grabs me from behind, but I managed to struggle free And run downstairs to personnel I tell the personnel officer, "I don't suppose you can do anything But Charles Manson is in the ladies' toilets"