'Amma, I've a wiggly tooth 'said Raam
'Pull it out' said mom.'I can't' said Raam
'Then I will'.Mom pulled, pulled
Ram cried, cried, cried, mouth bled
Mom too cried 'aaaah...biting my finger Raaaam! '
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