"I WISH I'D LOOKED AFTER MY TEETH!"
Oh, I wish I'd looked after my teeth,
And spotted the perils beneath,
all the toffees I chewed,
And the sweet sticky food,
I wish I'd looked after me teeth.
I wish I'd been that much more willin'
When I had more tooth there than fillin'
To pass up gobstoppers,
From respect to me choppers
And buy something else with me shillin'
When I think of the lollies I licked,
And the licorice allsorts I picked,
Sherbet dabs, big and little,
All that peanut brittle,
My conscience gets horribly pricked.
My mother, she told me no end,
"If you got a tooth, you got a friend"
I was young then, and careless,
My toothbrush was hairless,
I never had much time to spend.
Oh, I showed them the toothpaste all right,
I flashed it about late at night,
But up-and-down brushin'
and pokin' and fussin'
Didn't seem worth the time--I could bite!
If I'd known I was paving the way,
To cavities, caps and decay,
The murder of fillins'
Injection and drillins'
I'd have thrown all me sherbet away.
So I lay in the ole Dentists chair,
And I gaze up his nose in despair,
And his drill it do whine,
In these molars of mine,
"Two amalgum" he'll say, "for in there."
How I laughed at my Mother's false teeth.
As they foamed in the waters beneath,
But now comes the reckonin'
It's me they are beckonin'
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me teeth!
Author, Pam Ayres