If only my teeth could speak. Comical poem 779 by Angela Lansbury

 If only my dear teeth could speak

And tell me what they'd like to eat

And warn me when my broken tooth

In truth will send me through the roof

If only teeth would tell the truth

If only molars were willing

To say if ice cream's good for them

Or leads to needing a filling

In fact my teeth do talk to me

Then tell me if food's hot or cold

If something is stuck between

And if I'm starting to look old

My gums don't complain, they're friendly

Although I often neglect them

I take no notice til they bleed

And the dire dentist inspects them

I wish my teeth were pearly white

And they made me look fantastic

Though one girl who had super teeth

Admitted that hers were plastic.

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New Pictures from Piccadilly in Old London, England

Piccadilly provides many pleasures

Green scenes and architectural treasures

Tour old times, on top of a modern bus

Take brollies. If it rains, don't make a fuss

You can see the sights by the light of day

Or see sunsets and night life in the dark

I like to walk even on drizzly days

To read and photograph historic plaques

You can pedal around, take your own time

By hiring and handy red and green bike

The latest brand's name is the short word Lime

You can take any bike - just don't take mine!

When you're tired of wet shoes and hat and socks, 

When you're feeling tired, your body clock stops

Then it's time for you to take hot time out

With cold ice cream at the good old Hard Rock

If you walk or bike, feel sad and alone

Don't moan and bleed, about postcard price greed

Don't tell strangers about rain and life's knocks

Phone from the classy, glassy red phone box

Everyone at home thinks you're having fun

That all tourists enjoy eternal sun

That you're not tired when the day's fun is done

That you're the rich trav'ler, the lucky one

So call them all, call Billy, call Willy

Tell them all proudly that willy-nilly

At serious sights, or simply silly

You'll call them from famous Piccadilly

Before you smile and wave for your selfie

Or your blog, hello and goodbye today

Remember, on holiday, interrupt

Jealous friends worldwide, on their working day.

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Revised to ten syllable line count, by Angela Lansbury April 26th 2022.

Brolly is the British English short form for umbrella.