Little Diaper Boy

By The Diapered Dandy

My girl, she keeps me going

I’ve never felt loving like hers.

I might call her my baby,

But I am the one in diapers.

She’s been a baby sitter

So I know she is not upset

To deal with dirty diapers

And a boyfriend who’s soaking wet.

She uses the best technique;

Can change my diapers in a flash.

She uses baby powder

So that I don’t get diaper rash.

I wear pants out in public

So I keep our secret hidden.

She think I look cute in them

So at home pants are forbidden.

It wasn’t my idea

I wore them at her suggestion.

Now when posed, “boxers or briefs?”

I think ‘what a silly question!’

I don’t mind playing along

And being her ‘lil diaper guy’.

But now I can’t hold it in

Regardless of how hard I try.

Now I guess I have no choice

Other than get used to wearing Depends.

I wonder how I’ll tell her,

I just hope she won’t tell my friends!