Midwife Crisis
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07/12/25

I’m summoned to a baby shower
The mum to be’s flustered and dour
As her waters just broke
In front of shocked folk
Her baby arrived in an hour
I cleaned up mum and baby Ted
And lifted Ted above my head
No diaper, I'm cursed
He piddles, - nowt's worst
No wonder my face turned bright red
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2025
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