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Teeth


Teeth are very weird

and men with bad ones try to cover 'em up

by growing a beard.

They come in many colors

white, yellow, and brown

but my dad's teeth are mainly covered up

with crowns. Root canals are very painful

they say and it doesn't help

that you have to come ready with the pay.

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