Teeth Hit the Floor

Teeth Hit the Floor







So they say you're standing in the rain



With your big brain being driven insane



By something appearing to be rather odd;



To California, they moved old Cape Cod.







Then on me my dentist did a number



Now two front teeth look like a cucumber



And at the whole office everyone did give



To see if each other they both would outlive.







Odd things, irregularities and a beating pool



All together have produced many a fool



I'm still learning what dental floss is for



First time I used it, my teeth hit the floor.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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