Biding Its Time
She's just turned six year old and so
Her baby teeth are primed to go.
But one, reluctant to vamoose,
Just hangs in there, relaxed and loose.
Our Amy doesn't seem to mind.
She is not the conceited kind,
And has more things to think about
Than a laggard tooth that won't fall out.
If you chance to see beguiling grin
With a tooth that is more out than in,
You have seen our Amy, there's no doubt
And her baby tooth that won't fall out.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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