“Brush your teeth. It’s cool.”
My daily shtick is made of this—this one, two, three, this a, b, c
I brush my teeth, inspect my feet. Clear scrutiny is strictly key
Get those gums, floss those cracks, no one wants that goopy plaque
Say it with me. Ha-li-to-sis. Pretty atrocious, riiiiiiight?
Orbit, Wriggly, Double bubble, just these alone? Double trouble.
‘Cuz the sum of gum is clearly none and what’s the fun in being bum?
Who wants fakes, for heaven’s sake? Sure, it can be the fairy’s take
But gosh darn and sigh, ugly be the toothless guy—just FYI
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