A Visit from the Tooth Fairy

A rhyming ditty about an age-old tradition

As sunlight slipped 'neath the window shade,
I finally woke from the land of Nod.
I could have built a house in my dream,
considering all the logs I sawed.

When I turned my head to check the time,
a papery crinkle startled my ear.
So I rubbed my eyes and waited for
the muddle in my head to clear.

When, finally, my brain awoke,
I groped for the source of the scratchy sound,
and discovered a note someone had left
while I'd been lost in dreams profound.

The room was still too dark to see
what words were waiting to be read.
So I reached up and turned on a lamp
that hovered just above my head.

When I sat up straight and looked around,
I spotted a shiny coin, then two,
beside the note I'd already found,
which, I hoped, would provide a clue.

The coins were pennies, to my dismay,
but the note explained the reason why.
It said there'd been no tooth to find,
so the usual amount would not apply.

As far as I knew, I hadn't lost a
single tooth for quite some time.
But two cents don't go very far.
At least she could have left a dime.