Tooth

by Innocuous Zitella   Apr 14, 2012


That small, calcified, whitish structure
you can see as you say "aaah" and "eeeh"
is the thing called tooth.

Don't let it get decayed
or it will ache.
Don't bite too hard
or it will break.

Don't brush so harsh
or it will get abraded
Don't exert too much force
or it will get attrited.
Don't expose it longer to acids
or it will get eroded.

You should brush brush brush,
don't make it in a rush.
Every surface must be cleaned
and caries must be intervened.

Brush, floss and rinse
three times a day
can keep cavities away.

Twice a year isn't hard to do;
Prevention is the best thing you can do.
If you want that fresh breath and sparkling smile;
Don't hesitate to have it checked for a while.

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