Ode to the baby wipe

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Here’s the Baby Wipe love poem you’ve all been waiting for! Because… who doesn’t ADORE a good baby wipe?!

Oh, Baby Wipe, I love you,
You make my life so clean.
From Diaper Days and way beyond,
You keep my world pristine.

Beginning our relationship,
Once I became a parent,
You wiped down bottoms like a BOSS,
Getting rid of odors errant.

Those infant years you babysat,
While I would cook a meal.
Your crackly pack and clicking lid,
Would always make them squeal!

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Oh, Baby Wipe, you’re awesome,
So many ways to use.
You do away with sticky hands,
And shield all our ACHOOS.

Sometimes my only skin care need,
On days of little sleep.
Rodan and Fields? No thanks, I’m good.
My money I will keep.

Oh, Baby Wipe, so handy,
When I need a speedy shower.
In school car-line, on road trips long,
Post-sweaty fitness hour.

Both before and after meals,
You’ve cleaned up table messes.
A mom’s best friend when out to eat,
For food encrusted tresses.

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Oh, Baby Wipe, so helpful,
When my house sits unkempt.
You mop, you dust, you soak up spills,
At least it’s an attempt.

My kids will be so squeaky clean,
From head to toe, no doubt.
Their snotty noses, dried on food,
You get the messes out.

And one more thing, sweet Baby Wipe,
My car says, “Thanks so much”
For being there to dust the dash,
Clean seats so nice to touch.

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Pampers, Huggies, Big Box Store,
The brand name doesn’t matter,
All I care about these days,
Is minimizing splatter.

Organic, sensitive or scents?
I really just don’t care.
Just anything to wipe away,
The yogurt from my hair.

Oh, Baby Wipe, for all my life,
About you I will rave.
And there’s no doubt, they’ll bust you out,
To wipe dirt from my grave.

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