POEMS

Looth Tooth I’ve got a looth tooth that wigglth and jigglth and wrigglth.

Looth Tooth

I’ve got a looth tooth
that wigglth and jigglth and wrigglth.
I move it around
but it never comth out of my mouth.
I pull it, I yank it,
I twirl it, I thpank it,
but it jutht never theems
to want to come out
of ith houth.

I’d call the Tooth Fairy,
but she’th kinda thcary,
Tho I thtill cannot theem to be free
of thith wiggly looth tooth,
that to tell you the truth,
ith makin’ a thap outa me.

I’m going to give it
one thuper thtrong yank,
cuth I really could uthe thome money.
Great Scott! It’s out! At last, it’s out!
But now I’m talking funny.

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Someone Came Knocking

Some one came knocking
At my wee, small door;
Some one came knocking,
I’m sure - sure - sure;
I listened, I opened,
I looked to left and right,
But naught there was a-stirring
In the still dark night;
Only the busy beetle
Tap-tapping in the wall,
Only from the forest
The screech-owl’s call,
Only the cricket whistling
While the dewdrops fall,
So I know not who came knocking,
At all, at all, at all.

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