Potty Training
Potty Training
Today I tried to teach my son
How to use the potty, oh what a treat
He sat and sat and sat and sat
While I tapped my feet
After what seemed like an hour
Finally I gave in
And placed a diaper on his butt
As my patience ran too thin
Then within a few seconds
I smelled a familiar smell
Though it was one I recognized
Still it smelled quite foul
Oh Christian, what have you done?
Why didn’t you use the potty?
To trick your daddy like you did
Really is quite naughty
So very quickly I laid him down
Changed him, and threw it in the trash
Gently put on some powder
So he doesn’t get a rash
Then once again I sat him down
On his brand new potty
And after he sat and sat and sat
I wondered who was the smarty?
Today I tried to teach my son
How to use the potty, oh what a mistake
He sat and sat and sat and sat
How much more of this can I take?
(oh the memories)
Copyright © Jeff Morehead | Year Posted 2011
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