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You’ve taken off my clothes, and you have bathed me.
I’m ice-cold, shivering; what’s going on?
What’s happened to that towel you always use
to wrap me in? Don’t tell me it is gone!
You hold me out in front of you right now
as if I have no feelings. Oopsies!
I get it now. Pee’s sliding down my leg.
Oh, my gosh, I’ve made some little poopsies!
Jan. 9, 2019 for James Edward Lee Sr.'s Baby Face, What's you thinkin? Contest
For the fifth baby face picture E
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019
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