They had a last piece of pie
They didn’t put it in their eye
They had to brush their teeth so they
Brushed their teeth with the pie
The pie goes up and down
Their smile turn into frown
And then it turn back smile again
As teeth become less brown
They didn’t eat the pie
They didn’t throw it in the sky
They didn’t sit on it instead of chair
They brushed their teeth with the pie
Thursday, March 6, 2008
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