George Orwell

(1903 - 1950)

Poem From Burma - Poem by George Orwell

Brush your teeth up and down, brother,
Oh, brush them up and down!
All the folks in London Town
Brush their teeth right up and down,
Oh! How they shine!
Aren't they bloody fine?
Night and morning, my brother,
Oh brush them up and down!'


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 24, 2015



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