After a hectic day,
Does the mom set down to lay.
With her bumpy tummy,
Bearing the cute beauty.

Little does she know,
The angels' plan for its show
To set the room ready,
As per it's convenience, surely.

Craving for more space,
Does the beauty grace.
To start on with her spree,
To have some space free.

On the bladder, trampolining,
On the bowel bag, kicking,
On the intestines, suppressing,
Oh! Surely is the champ hardworking!

The pees and poops are let off,
Followed by the burps and farts.
Once the free space is all set,
Then starts off, episodes long awaited!

Little belly full, climax to start,
To show mom its great art!
Smacking the treasureful chest,
Merrily running on its quest.

From the firm ribs to the soft diaphragm,
From the air balloons to the small beating drum.
Smacks all that is soft,
While it's cute limbs stay aloft.

Playing along the vertebrae,
Melodiously kicking all its way.
Moms painful...