Hey what do you know, I also illustrate!
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Under the bed, between the walls
These little creatures are
They use your toys, they use your balls
They do not take them far
They do no harm, they clean your floor
As they hide from most humans
Some people see them from afar
Some people are their friends
They sleep in socks, they joust with pens
Everything is lots of fun
Their names are Tanole, Roy and Puce,
Smeer, Obid, Gari, and Lon
Smeer woke up one early morning
He gave a massive shout
Oh my! Oh Dear! Come look at this~
My tooth has come right out!
The tooth as shiny, white as snow
They gathered round to see
Smeer said ‘does anybody know
How to fix it back into me?’
‘I’ll try it first,’ young Gari said
Into the gum he pushed it
It fell right out again instead
The tooth did not want to fit
‘My turn now’, said Janole
Who held up a needle and thread
But the needle slipped off –there was no hole
In the tooth or in Smeer’s head
Obid had an idea and fetched the glue
And dabbed it all around
The tooth was inserted, as good as new
But then fell out onto the ground
‘The solutions’ clear’, Puce Declared
And the stapler is the key!
Lie down here, don’t be afraid!
I’ll staple it , you’ll see!
‘Some tape will work, we’ll tie it on
This will surely set it right
We’ll slip in there ok’, said Rone
But the tooth dropped out all right
The wisest of them all was Roye
Who finally upspoke
‘Teeth fall out often, every day
It’s not that the tooth has broke’
‘Another tooth will soon grow in
Let nature have it’s way
You’ll have a big gap in your grin
Until that happy day!’
‘Well that’s all right then’, they agreed
And we’ve better things to do
So they got to making toys and beads
Out of the staples, the string, and the glue!
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