Sense Sonnet - Pumper

From Bathes of Babes

A medieval time family
Took a bath only once a year.
One tub of water there would be,
Which started out hot, clean and clear.
Dad would be first, then 'twas Mom's turn,
And then each child, eldest on down;
As the water did swirl and churn,
Turning an ever darker brown,
Till at last the baby went in,
And needed to be bathed with care,
So that as dumping did begin,
The baby was still not in there.

That's how, "Don't throw the baby out,"
"With the bath water," came about.