I walked into the rest room at my work place yesterday,

I looked around and very nearly swore,

the cleaners had been there, the walls and basins were okay,

but once again they hadn’t cleaned the floor!

The taps were shining nicely, all the mirrors cleaned of grime,

but down below they forced me to deplore,

my eyes looked down and saw what now is normal every time:

They hadn’t cleaned the bloody toilet floor!

Perhaps they think that wiping bowls and filling soap’s enough?

Or maybe brooms and mops too much a chore?

If that’s the case I think they should forget the other stuff

and simply sweep and mop the toilet floor!

You may think me pedantic and perhaps I shouldn’t grieve,

but really, I can’t take it any more,

that cockroach in the corner has been there since New Year’s Eve –

‘cause no-one ever cleans the toilet floor!

I lie awake at night because it preys upon my mind,

no longer do I fall asleep and snore,

I fret about the cleaners and the next day when I’ll find

they didn’t do the poor old toilet floor!

I know I shouldn’t rave, but really, having nice clean stalls

is great, but to the cleaners I implore:

For once please do your job for me – so next time nature calls

I walk on to a fresh clean toilet floor!

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