Pooh Poem
When I got back from watching Bolt on Wednesday I arrived home to find The Kid had started throwing up just after he went to bed. What happened the following day right through till Tuesday morning can pretty much be summed up in a few words..
Just last week my house was clean and shiny too,
Now everywhere is covered in pooh!
There's pooh in the nappies and pooh in the bath,
Pooh on his hands and on his change-mat.
Pooh on the carpet and on the kitchen floor,
Just when I clean him up, he does a load more!
Pooh on my trousers, pooh on his vest,
Pooh on his jumper, this is such a mess!
Pooh on the mattress, pooh on the bed,
Pooh's gone up his back and it's on his head!
Pooh on the blankets, pooh on the towels,
I don't need a baby-wipe, get me a trowel!
Pooh in the pushchair and in the car seat too,
It doesn't matter where I look, all I see is pooh!
He poohs when he's awake and poohs when he's asleep,
Where does it come from? He's barely eaten for a week!
I've got rubber gloves on my hands and a peg on my nose,
Just how the hell did it get between his toes!!?
Washing clothes all day and wiping bums all night,
I hope I can finally stop cleaning this... pooh!
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Laura Yates - Brummie mum Laura Yates is a 27 year old mother of two from Kings Heath. She gives her take on family life in the city.
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