My poppa's prank
I'd sit on his lap, content as can be,
until he'd slide those dentures out
and giggle with glee..
My two year old self would reach out
to grab, he'd suck them back in
before I could nab..
With time as I began to age his
talented teeth ceased to amaze.
No longer two and as wide-eyed,
I'd yell "stupid Poppa" and
from his lap slide..
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