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
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