soaking

         The other day my Mistress,
         Came and took me, in her hand.
         She moulded me and squeezed me,
         Till my! It did feel grand.

         Then she poured on lots of liquid stuff.
         It went on smooth and steady,
         And by the time she'd ended,
         Boy, did I feel good and ready.

         But then, as she finished,
         She threw me to the floor,
         She wiped me all over,
         Then put me back for more.

         But I am not downhearted,
         Or even feeling sad,
         Cos,I'm only a humble bathroom sponge
         And this treatment makes me glad