Day From H
My traitorous teeth caught fire and ran screaming into town
I hoped they would either burn themselves up or quite promptly drowned
They ran north, my most unfavorite neighbor ran over to tell.
Between these damned teeth and this cootslanger I think I’ve gone to hell.
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Written 8-17-2021
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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