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'Twas Springy and the seedy flowers
Did blow and blossom all around.
All wafty were the shrubberies
And floral dust drifts to the ground.
Ah sey, ah want it short,Short back an' side,Ah tell him man, ah tell himWhen ah teck him aside,Ah sey, ah want a haircutAh can wear with pride,
From Things You Find in a Poet's Beard by A.F. Harrold
Shirley was six when her teeth started to fall out.
Her big brother, Ben, told her not to worry.
One day, the Demon Mouth came to the door.
They wouldn't let it in
(would you let it in?)
but the Demon Mouth ate the lock.