A Different Kind of Nursery

Grab a pen and some paper, for some notes you'll be jotting.

About the hatred you have toward cramping while squatting.

But what better place is there to be while your bowels lie plotting.

After all, you're just making way for the waste that keeps rotting.

While staring down at the underwear your farts have been spotting.

And soling all over a place with no potting.