A toothache so terrible, her teeth she thought
Would tear through her gums and tumble on her tongue
And slip down the tip like a tube down a slide
And hang on her lips as they grinned ever so wide
They would fall through the air with a buzz and a whirl
They would tumble from the mouth of the brown-haired girl
They would roll and would bounce until they all disappeared
Under the table or under the chair or under the rug her mother had just aired.
But alas they did not, the teeth kept their place
And stuck to her gums in position in her face
She fretted and moaned and awfully groaned
But the pain still remained and would not be disowned
Her regrets were a great many, how could they not be?
For she had eaten every last bit of Halloween candy
She shared not a one with any of her friends
And now she desired nothing but to make amends
For her selfishness she paid a very dear price
And her teeth made her suffer until she was nice
She learned her lesson, painful though it may be
To avoid terrible toothaches, moderation is key.