Braces

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By: Grayson Loffman


These horrid things stuck to my teeth,

These torture things from underneath.

They scratch and scrape my mouth a lot,

They keep stuff in my mouth to rot.

These nasty white elastic bands

Only create saliva strands .


They say I'll have a gorgeous smile,

But only if I wait a while.

They've stuck around for far too long,

I hope I'm right; they say I'm wrong.

Six extra months you'll have to wait,

The dentist says you're running late.


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