Revised sonnet #325A
Theres paradise I peep the wendy house
I wear these nappies real tight weak of bowel
I fantasize the voice of dolly spouse
The sugar coated consonant and vowel
The baby powder makes odd odours foul
In switch of nappies mother understands
Ive shrunken private parts a squarish jowl
Id drain a bottle doped in heifer glands
I favour smaller senior nappy brands
The males to females home in hover near
I climax nipples fondled hands on hands
I pee in nappies pleasure fosters fear
My mama didnt house train me till late
Im pixie sized Ill never grow up straight
Chorus late behind overdue
