Hiding Sins In between My Molars
Oh, I think I’ve gotten her out of my teeth now.
Grazed my ivories with my tongue to find her.
In search for her exact locale.
She was somewhere stuck between my gums.
I took a toothpick
Then, took a second
With my index finger in assistance
I harvested her
And rested her in my palm.
Ah, there she is.
Restin’ on my finger until I fling her off.
Thank god,
She could’ve caused a cavity.
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