My Great Dentist Sir Richard D Mcfly
My great dentist Sir Richard D. McFly
Naughtily asks but I cannot reply.
Open mouth ugh-propped.
Politeness has stopped.
Quizzing away with my lips in a Y.
Written 1-9-2019 Contest: Limerick II Sponsor: Joseph May
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