Humorous poem about a toothpick.
Oh wooden toothpick,
Where would I be
Without your sharp end
That came from a tree?
Now I need you
To get food out
From between my teeth.
Oh please don’t pout.
Just understand,
Your duty is clear.
Scrape the food out now.
I can’t wait until next year.
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