You know - the kind that leaves the poor boy straining and whimpering before finally having the huge relief. I'm pretty sure I could have toddled around with that in my diaper for a few hours - but since I'm sick with fever I chose the big boys potty 😢 A few hours later I had a 2nd BM which was definitely acidic and would have caused the toddler to whine and accept a change shortly after 😃
However I got inspired and wrote this poem together with ChatGPT.
Ode to the Missed Opportunity
O massive load, so grand and proud,
I strained and prayed to keep you bound—
Safe, snug, and swaddled in padded fold,
A trophy of patience for hours untold.
Your firm, fine shape spoke volumes of might;
You teased my hopes in the dead of night.
Alas, you chose the porcelain gleam
And left my diaper an empty dream.
All hail, lost mass of stoic grace—
You vanish now without a trace.
Flushed away, a watery farewell,
Your promise undone, an epic story to tell.
O wondrous chance—forever gone!
I yearned for hours to carry on
With your robust presence cradled near,
A missed delight, for which I shed a tear.
Yet from this mishap, I glean a truth:
Sometimes the throne will claim its due.
Diaper’s lament or toilet’s domain—
We laugh at the outcome all the same.
So rest in peace, you noble mound;
Your destiny, in pipes, is found.
My padded realm remains forlorn—
Farewell, dear friend—forever un-worn.
Sorry, I can't get the software to do proper paragraph breaks after each 4 lines.