the fat mad baby boy
with a scowl on his face
and tummy huge as a disgrace
he threw a baby fit
that caused old women to twitch
I could not stop looking at the beast
did he have on a diaper at least?
I saw him from the back
all clothing he lacked
he jumped up and down on the table
delighting my old maiden aunt Mable
she saw more than she had ever seen
and she laughed, which was mean
he yelled and he screeched
like a whale that was beached
he was adorable in no way
he swore mean words today
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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