Dirty Toilets Poem by steve stirk

Walls adorned with 'felt tip' smut
Toilet door that will not shut
'If you're reading this' ' they put
'Your peeing on your foot'

Hand dryer is on the blink
Ancient soap blocks up the sink
Bog chain missing every link
And what a bloody stink

Durex packets on the floor
Graffiti on the toilet door
Smell is bad 'can't take no more'
Plughole blocked with gore

Needles lieing carelessly
Tiled floor stained with pooh and wee
Mirror daubed with 'John had me'
What a sight to see

'Listen Dearest darling true
I'd like to hear your point of view
The Duke of York is due at two
Shall we clean up our loo'