I am having a wonderful day, <br />I love to laugh, I love to play, <br />The only thing I need to be happy would be, <br />My bottle, my teddy, and my pacifier you’ll see. <br /> <br />I just woke from a nice long nap, <br />I jump around the room, dance and clap, <br />My tummy is full from lunch and such, <br />I love to snack, I eat too much. <br /> <br />A rumble in my tummy has stopped my fun, <br />Starting to frown, my diaper comes undone, <br />Squinting my eyes, bending my knees, <br />I push until the problem springs free. <br /> <br />My tummy feels better but this I know, <br />A smells is following me now wherever I go, <br />My clean dry diaper is now warm and squishy, <br />And there’s something mushy on my tushy. <br /> <br />I am starting to get very nervous, <br />Do I have to cry louder to get faster service? <br />New diaper scented wipe then, <br />Clean drawers would make me happy again.<br /><br />Walter Ferguson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poopy-face/
