Stinky Boys by Brod Bagert:
I hold my baby brother all powdered sweet and pink.
But when he makes a funny face, his diaper starts to stink!
And that's when I remember the baby brother rule:
Someday he's going to grow up like those stinky boys at school.
I hold my baby brother all powdered sweet and pink.
But when he makes a funny face, his diaper starts to stink!
And that's when I remember the baby brother rule:
Someday he's going to grow up like those stinky boys at school.
I hope you enjoyed the poem!
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