They say my poor teeth will need braces.
The front ones are not in right places.
I will wear them for years,
and their sight will bring tears.
Everyone checks out smiles on our faces.
When I walked in my first class this morning.
A new student came in without warning.
He gave me this grin.
Then my heart did a spin.
And his braces made it a good morning.
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