Mouth Of Gold
By Frank A. Roberts
Children never think of growing old
But most know they have a mouth of gold
The tooth under the pillow you place at night
Where did it go in that magic flight
Someone was here I’m sure of that
It surely was not Fluffy the cat
Who left this bright coin and did not tarry
I can only guess that it’s my good fairy
Can’t wait for my next tooth to fall out
I’m getting so rich I have to shout
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