GRANNY’S BRAND NEW TEETH
Oh no they don’t fit well at all

GRANNY’S BRAND NEW TEETH
Granny bought some new teeth,
They came inside a box,
She tried them in the bathroom,
While wearing fluffy socks.
She smiled into the mirror,
And nearly had a fit,
The top ones looked quite lovely,
The bottom wouldn’t fit.
She pushed them in much harder,
And gave a little shout,
They shot across the bathroom,
And knocked the light bulb out.
Her little dog came running,
And grabbed them from the floor,
Then Granny chased the bugger,
Straight through the kitchen door.
He ran into the garden,
With teeth stuck in his gob,
The neighbour nearly fainted,
And dropped his corn on cob.
Granny shouted give them back,
They cost me fifty quid,
The dog just kept on running,
Like naughty doggies did.
At last he dropped the dentures,
Beside the garden chair,
Poor Granny picked them slowly up,
They had his slobber there.
She washed them in the kitchen,
Then put them safe away,
She said I’ll stick with porridge,
I’ve had enough today.

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