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    The dentist pulls all of the narrator's teeth out one by one while enjoying himself. Without teeth, the narrator can only eat soup and mush but is glad to no longer have to brush their teeth.

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    The dentist pulls all of the narrator's teeth out one by one while enjoying himself. Without teeth, the narrator can only eat soup and mush but is glad to no longer have to brush their teeth.

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    The dentist pulls all of the narrator's teeth out one by one while enjoying himself. Without teeth, the narrator can only eat soup and mush but is glad to no longer have to brush their teeth.

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    The dentist pulls all of the narrator's teeth out one by one while enjoying himself. Without teeth, the narrator can only eat soup and mush but is glad to no longer have to brush their teeth.

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    The Dentist Pulled My Tooth Out

    by Kenn Nesbitt

    The dentist pulled my tooth out,


    and he thought it was such fun,
    he grabbed his pliers
    and dental priers
    and pulled another one.

    "Yippee! Hooray! What awesome fun!"


    he shouted out with glee.
    He grinned a grin
    then went back in
    and pulled out number three.

    Then number four and number five


    and numbers six and seven
    were followed by
    a cheerful cry
    of "Eight! Nine! Ten! Eleven!"
    He took a few more from the top
    and some from underneath;
    he yanked them fast
    until at last
    he'd pulled out all my teeth.

    Without my teeth I cannot chew;


    I just eat soup and mush.
    But don't be sad.
    I'm kind of glad--
    I'll never have to brush!

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