Ode to the Brush

My brush is broken,
Oh my brush is broken.
It's served me oh so well these many years.
It's seen my hair short,
It's seen my hair long,
And it's always made the tangles be long gone.
The paint was worn,
The handle broke,
And now I say goodbye to my faithful bloke.
Brush, you were great,
To you I give thanks,
You were the greatest brush to fluff my hair.

In memory of Goody Brush, who passed away July 5, 2005