Toothbrushing
A poem:
Toothbrushing
I brush my teeth every morning,
When I'm sleepy and still yawning.
And I brush them every night,
I move my brush from left to right.
I brush my teeth up and down,
I move my brush round and round.
I put toothpaste on my brush,
I take 2 minutes and don’t rush.
My mouth gets fresh, and foamy too,
I like to clean my teeth – do you?
CopyrightTracey Mallaby©2007
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Little Miss
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating a Big Mac and Fries
Along came a spider and sat down beside her
'Yuck', it said, 'I prefer flies' © Poetry Mad Kids
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