Why is there a Santa hat on the plunger?
This reminds me of a poem I wrote a few years ago. It was supposed to be a haiku but I don't really know all the rules for haiku. This was my first and last attempt at poetry. It was inspired by an incident with Jimmy and is entitled Good Advice.
Never thought I'd say
Don't take bath with toilet seat
Motherhood, the joy!
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