Haiku #5 — Stinky

I smell something gross.
Dirty diaper on the floor.
Well, that explains it.

This one is from my husband, Chandon, who told me to write about a dirty diaper:

My son really stinks.
Need to change his little butt.
Aw, man. This kid stinks.

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