They are gently on top on the glass, under careful eyes of a bathroom. Polished white, a crescent moon made of , it lives in the morning light.
You were once with you or me -
old age and tooth cards throughout time. gums have no better roots, they stay at , but they rest at night and smile during the day.
OH Gallant Guards ally Bite, They are apples, steaks and nevertheless crushed. Where nature was stuck, they held back, and is a quiet army in a decent line.
You danced at the wedding and chewed through the steak, You made a bad joke with Grandpa Jake. You are kissed with secrets, jokes, , and histted words from the lips in peace.
How well do we know the stories we filmed - CHOMP, chapter. You saw our pride, you saw our pain, You met soup, corn, champagne.
But ah! Suffers when the adhesive has dried, or when the is moved, or when lying on the train. fell from a dog with sad cavities sink, , or an injustice cock!
We respect your disguise, our second smile, our age price. , they are not made of flesh and bones, but they do not make this mouth feel lonely.
They let us bite, they let us talk, They laugh, proud, go against something unique. From gentle glasses to dinner, You serve with grace, and you are wearing our destiny.
Here, you, dear mol bands are carefully manufactured. Crack, Smile, Porcelain Function- Our Unassuming Hero: Wrong, But Sweet.
All Kiss Lisp and Prosthes, You will be blissful. Not our own, but you still belong to - Dental Story, a permanent song.