Talking Shit!

As i was watching
The pigeons on my balcony
That i actually quite like
Their soft cooing
Is kind of melodic, and melodic
Their pooing is shambolic
But i once had cats
At least they used
Litter trays
Then i got thinking of nappies
So many, many nappies
But it's a thing we all do
Dealing with do do's
There are a few
That make you swoon
Sometimes on a full moon
And wretch at the same time
The horror! the horror!
But beneath that
A lurking worry
"i don't remember her eating curry?"
So the brain goes on full alert
Just in case
Then there are the triple nappies
It's like the baby is taking the mickey
As within seconds or minutes
Of the last one changed
The new one is 'wetted'
And becomes estranged
As the third is then quietly arranged
It's still a mystery to me
How can such a small baby
Hold so much pee?

by Jemia