'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 him
When ah teck him aside,
Ah sey, ah want a haircut
Ah 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.