Would it matter my dear
if up front, not the rear,
a big pearly white were gone?
Could we go out and fit right in?
all smoke from the same glass bong?
Would I be cast out
by upper-class folk
for whistlin' loudly
each time when I spoke?
Well, let them smile
bright white and smug
to their hearts content
All I know is there is air flow
right there where big whitey went
In the form of an oral pearly loss, you have really suffered a great deal but please ensure that it does mot amount to loss of face. Thanks for sharing a delightful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very humorous write! From the title, I knew it must be something hilarious! Try to say Yes, it may sound a whistle! The comment below by Rajnish Manga, I enjoyed equally with the poem! Yes.... losing a pearly tooth is not as depressing as losing one's face!