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An AB poem...

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There once was a man named Piper
who was quite fond of wearing a diaper.
He wore baby clothes and had a paci
He thought himself quite smart and not overly sassy.
In his home he had a Mommy
Who never regarded him as odd or balmy.
She'd bathe him and change him and cuddle him so
And sing him to sleep in a voice so low.
In his sleepers he'd fall fast asleep
With his teddy bear he'd make not a peep.
Every day he awoke in his crib
Then have his bottle while wearing a bib.
He'd have dinner in his favorite high chair
Mashed carrots and peas were the evening's fare.
Booties and bonnets completed his attire
And if he was naughty his bottom would be on fire.
But rarely did his Mommy e'er have to spank him
She'd cater to his every need, wish and whim.
There once was a man named Piper
who was quite fond of wearing a diaper.
He was hugged and he was cuddled
By his Mommy who was ne'er befuddled.
Tho' the world would say nay
For Piper this was just his way.
Being a baby is perfectly fine
And if I had a son -
Piper'd be mine.
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