Not Good To Lose

It is not good to lose teeth Before arrives illness or death It causes chewing problem The test become forgone conclusion No hard things can be preferred Not hard bread can be offered Oh god, I have only two hunter teeth That holds tongue when I breathe But it is unique experience Your test for silly things is stopped at once You are forced to eat stop some eatables Life has never witnessed such struggle No one can come to your rescue This trouble is only for few My teeth are not giving way They are strengthening day by day These two teeth have firm roots I can not have forcible shoot “They may cause blood flow” I am feared about their firm show Yes I wait for decent departure So I can go easily for denture Eat food with freedom and liberty I shall seek grace from almighty then