More Scrawl on the Toilet wall.

Arriving on time  
At 10.29  
Come on, stand up tall  
Please admire the fascinating scrawl  
Someone’s made the effort  
You may say so what?  
Perhaps your perspective could change  
If your clothing, I would rearrange  
 
We could delve deeply  
Despite the surroundings being a little bit creepy  
Write a number, a name  or even a request  
Hold on tight, I’ll give it my best  
Then later, when the stink of bleach overpowers  
I might shell out for a nice bunch of flowers  
 
Just a small token  
After all, it was your will that was broken  
We can soon go our separate ways  
Put this down as one of those days  
In the evening, back at home  
You can relax, ready with your phone  
I’ll be waiting, hoping you’ll call  
If not I’ll continue to stare at this meaningless scrawl  
…. And play here within this cubicle  
Rubbing continuously the left and right testicle