The First Bathe

 Little, little, naked one, lying there upon your back Like a poor lost turtle, without his shell Your arms and legs, they wiggle all about youAs you desperately try to fend her hands away Those who love you so, are set all a glow As they giggle, smile, and awe about your triumph et displayIn whom you trusted and loved so much, she has now betrayed!Within her hands, awaits your fate And still you are yet to knowJust why it was that she would not stopLukewarm sudsy water just two inches deepShe has placed you and displayed you, upon this table top Presented unwrapped and sitting there within
 In only your birthday suit, for all their eyes to seeSeated there within that plastic tub, like a roasted turkeyThey look at you with those hungry and loving eyes At your insolence and your youthMommy she tries to negate all of your fearsBy gently basting you, but, you choose to cry your self to sleepYou are abruptly awaken when taken from this stewOf lukewarm sudsy water, Grandma says I told you allThat she would fall fast a sleep, because all of you so loved the waterWhen you come into the chill of the evening airYou are instantly mouthing for the words to speak A hooded bath towel is what you are wishing forThis is what you unknowingly, seek Passed around by these heathens nowSitting there in their little Pow-Wow You’ve nothing but a napkin on
as you are handed to that old matriarchThe one called Grandma; your hair, she has set herself to work uponWith a fancy looking glass, she shows you some other's baby You're thinking hey! What’s up lady!Oh of course she gives mentionTo all these little blessingsWhile you shiver where are my dressings?Grandpa is standing near, with a tear in his right eyeThen when she passes you, into his gigantic and calloused handsYou give a sudden native cryQuickly therefore, there you go! Passed unto your mother's breasts to restThe stern old man is yet a feared ofLittle O' youBack on your Mother's warm and beating heartTenderly you fall asleep When suddenly, Daddy's voice you, do hearAnd then you begin to wail and tearUntil upon his chest, you nestContent and oh so sweet

by
Sinbad the Sailor Man