Toothy tussle

A beautiful smile, symmetrically aligned teeth, 

 pure white with a shiny bright ,

I pledge my teeth to the inheritance of 

my parents so tight and all right,

All praise was mine for the chiselled jaws 

with a marvelous smile,

I  proceed protected  against gifted teeth with no 

clue of its deterioration if not caressed,

Until a call of time when my pride became my pain 

of agony and a staggering toothache.

The realisation of my inestimable assets was 

undeniable to procure the best of my health.

Healthy me and healthy teeth were my proclaim of the day.



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Written by Great.S.Upase


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