Baby Face Whats You Thinkin

My mum and dad are over there Waving my bottle without a care They know its making me mad But say I’m still a handsome lad My eyes are on that prize They say I need to rise Up on my hands and knees But I think I’m going to sneeze There’s a tickle in my nose Reaching way down to my toes Something happening in my nappy They will say is really crappy My mum is smiling at me As she sits and drinks her tea Now I’m wriggling in this mess I wonder should I confess For it’s really not very nice Yet they still try to entice I’ve to do something called crawl When all I want to do is bawl I wonder if I cry Will I stop having to try For I am now very frustrated This they should have anticipated Maybe dad will pick me up I’ll drink my bottle before I burp Then I can have my nap As I sit upon his lap 19/1/19 Photo B Baby Face What's You THINKIN Poetry Contest Sponsor: James Edward Lee Sr.