Past, Present, and Future
Eighty years ago I soiled my nappy
Everyone laughed except for my pappy
This very morning I wet my Depends
Heard someone say, "Guess this stuff never ends!"
It's hard to say what the future may hold
But it sure looks like a diaper fold
When I reach Heaven I'll say, " Dear Father,
Please tell me that the soul don't drink water!"
11/20/2016
For contest Past, Present and Future
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