Bobby

This is the story,
of Bobby and his Mom,
of how Bobby always disobeyed,
by not wearing a diaper to bed,
He insisted he did not need one,
She looked down upon him and said,
She warned him that one day,
If he continued to refuse,
That his life would change, in a vast many ways,
And that he had.... a lot...... to lose!
And so it goes………
Oh me, oh my,
another accident.
That’s it young man,
I’ll have no more,
You're back in diapers,
And that she swore!
He’d be in them ,
Till she decides,
So, she swooped him up,
And little Bobby he cried,
Along with his diaper,
She forced on him,
A little pink dress,
And renamed him Kim.
He whined and fussed,
Ranted and raved,
Mom did not falter,
Till he became enslaved.
Over time, you will readjust,
She assured her little missy,
In time, you will see,
You make such a good sissy.
Their friends all made fun,
But Mom held firm,
It’s through the transformation,
She knew, Kimmy would learn.
She coddled and gleamed,
Over her new baby girl,
And Kimmy, it seemed
Found comfort in Mom’s adoring new ways,
And found that time did prove, what it means to obey!