I Dream of World Clean

>be me, bonky
>let me tell you, my sons
>about the onset of WWC
>my pickle horse-man pal, pickle horse-man asked me to clean
>but there's one small cultural difference he did not account for
>i'm a friccin horse!
>i don't know shit!
>so i started with the black rubbery lining on all the windows and i peeled that off with my teeth
>and i kicked out the windows
>and i shredded the upholstery
>it was all pretty fun
>and i was a good horse
>i headed up to the front of the bus
>and snapped off anything that stuck out
>then shattered all the plastic-molding
>to get it out
>it all had to go
>everything had to go
>clean!
>in horse nature, there's only two things that clean:
>water of river and fire of the plains
>so i pushed the bus into the river
>and it was so clean
>it sparkled and glittered and bubbled with cleanliness
>
>
>river carries bus
>as all unwanted things go
>now the fire comes