The Tooth Fairy
The pain it hurts my entire head
I cannot eat my slice of bread
The tooth it swings this way and that
But it isn’t funny from where I’m sat
My mum just smiles and says to me
That means a visit from the Tooth Fairy
And she’ll bring you money for your tooth
If only my mum really knew the truth
I know the truth, but I must not tell
For then I’ll be the subject of that spell
From the witch who sits in the dripping cave
And waits for the children who don’t behave
That crone she sends her wing-ed flies
Out across the moonlit skies
To fetch the tooth ‘neath cushioned head
And take it back to a place of dread
Into a boiling cauldron it goes
Along with hair and nails from toes
And if that child has not been good
The witch will smile ‘neath darkened hood
She’ll whisper words so dark and sad
That you’ll wish you’d never ever been bad
For those who choose to walk that road
Will be turned to slimy croaking toad
So next time a tooth falls out
Can you be sure without a doubt
That you’ve been completely good and true
When you take it up to bed with you
If not then you must be wary
Of that cute and pretty fairy
For if you have really been naughty
You too could end up green and warty