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Liza Has A Loose Tooth Liza has a loose tooth, she can wiggle it with her tongue. It shimmies and it sways, as she runs and plays, beneath the warming sun. Liza and her best friend, were running north and south "Look out!" she said as they bumped heads and her tooth jumped from her mouth. Liza had a tooth loose, now there’s nothing but a hole. She covers up her smile and hides it all the while her teacher takes the roll. Liza used to whistle, she used to make such noise. Now with her gap, she can’t do that, but spits further than the boys.
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