Stink

He'd wash in the kitchen sink
He used the Brillos
Between his toes
And then he started to think

What could he use on his back?
When it's really dirty and black
He could use bleach
If he could reach
Maybe he should wear a mac

For that would repel the dirt
And end Alex's bathtime hurt
See, the sink's not the place
To wash your sons face
Eduardo, if I may be so curt

Ah, but then we face the feet
A prospect that's not so sweet
I feel for your mum
When they're starting to hum
Ok, in the sink with your plates of meat!