Santa Had a Toothache
Santa had a toothache, but who could he tell?
Was there a current dentist living down in the dell?
Rudolph figured out something was wrong and asked him what.
I don’t like to complain, Santa said, but…..
I have a toothache, and it’s not going away.
Rudolph took him to a veterinarian dentist that very day.
I have never seen such little teeth, this vet dentist said.
But I can pull that problem right out of your head.
Santa said yes, and they packed his gum with ice.
Now he always confides in Rudolph, which is very nice.
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