Dear Mr. Toothpick - Poem by Green Peace
Dear Mr. Toothpick,
You are present in the biggest five star hotel to the smallest scullery
Helping humans hospitably
By cleaning the teeth mercifully.
Alone you exist, thin and bare
In the heat, cold, rain, hailstorm and for us care.
You overlook, discard the thorns
And polish, glitter the pearls.
How noble is your service!
Without you something is largely Amiss
Do take care of your health and be happy
Ever ready with your amusing antics at luncheon, dinner or a tea party.
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