Toothy Shimmy

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Toothy Shimmy

In and out,
Up and down,
Around about
I shimmy.

I slide across,
Dart in there.
Glide it about
And all around.

Sometimes I wonder
What teeth might think
If they had the chance
To give their thoughts.

When I danced
My Maypole dance,
Would they giggle
And plead, “Stop tickling?"

Or would they wish to cavort
In a toothy shimmy
'Round and 'round
Inside my mouth?

I think probably
It would be
That they’d merely smile
And quickly give a "Thanks.”

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