I lost my two front teeth
Last night when I fell asleep
Snoring on my couch
Into the house the dog slouched
What is it with the air?
That this mutt will snap and snare
moulded plastic from the table
to leave me utterly disabled?
Now I wander round enraged
this fat feminist disengaged
from the troubled times of life
as I stumble in my strife
Who can manage through the week
without their two front teeth?
So the plan I will propound
The dog is getting put down
Its remains I'll rummage 'boot
Having been shot oot
I'll fix back in me mooth
One or maybe two tooth
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