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Diaper Duty

Diaper duty's not that bad.

The first few months go well.

Baby doesn't go that much,

And the poo does not yet smell.

When baby's very little,

And gets fed only milk

Baby's little excrement

Resembles brown mustard 'til...

Baby starts to grow a bit

And so does baby's poo.

The food they eat is more complex

And they poo much more like you.

Changing baby's diaper

Becomes more interesting.

And the smell that baby generates

Starts your nose to sting.

You learn real fast which foods cause

Your nostrils so much gloom.

And which of baby's foods are safe

And don't cause deadly fumes.

You also learn what kind of foods

Make baby's poo too stiff.

And what makes their poo so runny

They could poo through a sieve.

So take care of little baby

And always feed them right.

And be sure to check their diaper

Before turning out the light.

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Oct 3, 2012
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