THE TOOTHBRUSH SPEAKS
Look at me well, dear children; . I measure only a span, But yet am a mighty giant, Whose name is the Toothbrush Man. I go to war with the dentist, With only one little brush; Though he has great big forceps, That pull, and grind, and crush. I flourish my little bristles, And drive old toothache out, With his swollen jaw, and old file and saw, To make you shiver and shout. The rude little boy who neglects me May laugh, but his teeth will not; And the vain little girl who forgets me Will never forget she forgot. Daily Sketch.
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New Zealand Tablet, 11 September 1913, Page 61
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104THE TOOTHBRUSH SPEAKS New Zealand Tablet, 11 September 1913, Page 61
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