it's so much corrupt fruit
the babies drinking sour juice
trying to fill it up, let go of
the Sippy cup
don't be such a greedy gut
it's a scratch not a cut
you need a band aid, for what
you need to manup
can't walk until you standup
stop being childish
you smell like baby wipes
you're to big to be wearin diapers
pull up your pants
act like a man
stop showing your pullups
I can see your a**
is that a romper or a onesie
you know you're fukkin annoying
The Immortal Wize
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Kitchen Table Poetry
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