Socially Acceptable Tooth Loss
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Would it matter my dear
if up front, not the rear,
a big pearly white were gone?
Could we go out and fit right in?
all smoke from the same glass bong?
Would I be cast out
by upper-class folk
for whistlin' loudly
each time when I spoke?
Well, let them smile
bright white and smug
to their hearts content
All I know is there is air flow
right there where big whitey went
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