Lavatories
Because I clean the lavatories,
I’m considered quite low grade;
In the last place on the list,
Overworked and underpaid.
Though down the pecking order,
At the thin end of the scale,
You rely upon my labours
With my brushes and my pail.
Do toffs and chief executives
Have to sanitise this mess?
I should get higher wages
Than the barons of the press.
I’m at the bottom of the heap
As I ply my thankless art,
But should I disappear a while,
This world would fall apart.
Stephen Gospage
Thu 1st Feb 2024 08:05
I am very grateful for the continuing kind comments on my modest effort.
Clare - thank you for sharing your experience and liking the poem. And thanks to John C, New Shoes, MC and Uilleam for their support.
I am pleased to see all views shared in this blog, although it was a bit of a surprise to see Arthur Scargill's name appear.
The world doesn't stand still, of course. It is sad that many of the old public conveniences are gone but in those remaining the job has evolved. The bloke at Brussels Central Station now has to operate a digital payment system as well.