Your anxieties and fears have been noted,
And time has been spent and devoted,
Towards easing your thoughts and apprehensions,
With serious and kind intentions!
Find you now that when wearing your diapers,
Subtly hidden they be with the confines of your clothes,
Your feelings of discontent and lack of pleasure,
Are things that your diapers will no longer ensure!
Rest well tonight and feel no self-sorrow,
For the effect shall begin tomorrow!
Kazard squinted at the message, trying to figure out what the box’s rhyming lines were trying to say. He had never been much for poetry and found himself gritting his teeth annoyedly at the container’s rhyming couplets. Could nothing with this wretched thing be simple? What did I ever do to deserve such an inconvenience!