Are you thinking of kids and the “joys” that they’ll bring?
Let me tell you a little; see, here is the thing:
In the day, in the night, do you know what you’ll find?
Many diapers attached on your children’s behinds.
And then after your children are done on the roam…
Stinky diapers are scattered all over your home!
They’ll be placed on the floor within all of your halls
And in every corridor next to the walls.
In their bedroom and yours is where they will be found –
Smelly diapers of course, and the finest around!
In the kitchen, the lounge – they’re all over the place:
They’re on top of a table and stuck in a vase.
Yes, and just when you thought you were done with the “ew,”
Then you’ll probably find one inside of your shoe.
Would you like to have diapers all over the town?
You know, others will laugh, but you’ll just have a frown.
So you won’t leave them there. Yes, you’ll make a mad dash
And place five hundred diapers all into the trash.
Well, on one fateful day you’ll reach some sort of truce:
On the toilet they’ll sit, and they’ll drop in a deuce.
The last word of the story’s not easily hid:
While we do not like diapers, we all love our kids!
I woke up in the middle of the night to change my one-year-old’s diaper. I couldn’t go back to sleep, so I wrote this instead. Before I had finished, I got up to change my two-year-old’s diaper. Either I was a lot more tired than I thought (quite likely) or this poem is really funny because of how true it is.
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