The Potty Poem

by Ang Cline

Touch your toes, rear up here;
She pooped in her panties again.
When will tiny tot of three
Remember to tell me:
"Mommy, mommy I have to poo poo pee!"
Money flushing down my loo;
I'm wiping a bottom covered in poo.
Plugging my nose,
Stench drenched over clean clothes.
My baby finally has a clue:
"Mommy! It's number two!"
One day I will look back,
Laughing about wiping her stinky little crack.
How embarrassed my dear shall be.
If only today there wasn't this puddle of pee!


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aac923's picture
This poem was inspired by my frustrations of potty training my daughter. She kept pooping her panties and I would tell her to touch her toes, butt in the air so I could wipe her rear...Daily I would throw away panties and they are not cheap! So hopefully you all enjoy my funny little poem and if I win I can go buy a bunch of new underware for my daughter! P.S. She is almost 5 years old and completely potty trained now. When she gets older I will show her this poem and see how she reacts! Lol!!

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