Theodore Tooth
Refused to let loose
Like he was supposed to
Being long in the tooth
Although a part of the crowd
He would not go that route
Brushing often, up and down
Flossing himself where it counts
Staying ahead of the game
Sadly, his friends did not do the same
Ask him and he'd often say
What a doggone rotten shame
As they one by one fell out
Far too many now to count
Gone from the North, East, West and South
His friends no longer hang around
To tell you the honest truth
What is there for a lone tooth to do
But to change his name into
That of Snaggletooth