Problem-Solution
Oh crap they taste bad like old spit
I cleaned them with pumice and grit
With extra effort they don’t fit
Maybe they are bent too
How about your’s, are they perfect?
Check twice, imperfect I suspect
Let me know if there’s a defect
If broken I have glue
Your’s also failed? Best put them down
This predicament makes me frown
I’ll meet you later near downtown
Bring dentures, mine for you
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