my false teeth were giving
me a lot of curry
so I ripped them out of my mouth
in a flurry of a hurry

the dashed things
braced every bit of my gums
which was hampering
and impeding all of my hums

the teeth now lie
in the bathroom sink
as they've pushed me
to the ruddy brink

though I cannot talk properly
without them in
at least I'm able
to muster a crooked grin

they are in need of some
urgent aligning work
which will be done
by the dental mechanic in Bourke

sipping soup and slurping jelly
will be my lot
as the false teeth keep going on
with a lot of Tommy rot