all the creatures were stirring, even the mouse;
wet undies were hung by the chimney with care,
in hopes that they would dry, much faster there.
the family was gathered around the john,
hooting & hollering, cheering little owen on.
& i in my ‘kerchief, and pa in his cap,
had just awoken owen, dry from his nap.
when out in the bathroom there arose such a clatter,
i sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
away to the “can” i flew like a flash,
tore open the door, after my mad dash
there was pee, i could see, in the toilet bowl.
meaning owen had aimed at the cheerios.
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
completely dry undies, & him smiling ear-to-ear.