Forsooth My Tooth Poem by Phil Soar

Forsooth My Tooth



Forsooth, my youth, a wobbly tooth
A stout member of the community pulled it out
I didn't ask him to, he just did
He called to deliver a parcel and offered his help
Tied string to my tooth and around the door knob
Slammed the door
Tooth on the floor
Forsooth, no more tooth

Friday, January 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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