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The Tooth Brush THE TOOTH BRUSH Have you ever considered the Toothbrush, It gets spat on and chewed each day. Then rammed in a glass in the corner, Regards treatment, it hasn’t much say. First thing in the morning it’s chewed on, And last thing at night it is used. It scrubs after meals in the daytime, The tooth brush is badly abused. Then Steridant came to the rescue, When false teeth were put in the mouth. It’s work days were over, discarded with scorn The Toothbrush was soon thrown out. |
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