her tooth decay

husband and father a teeth feasted

by germs and rot,be reasonable

for the distance,as the fowl smelling

be aired absolute by your step backward

two tightened shut eyes be blind

yes,to delete the dirty dent away

from your view,and gaze of darkness

upon what even the look of the tooth brings

and your ear be locked and blocked

for the transfer or worms not to your ear

you'd rather have it waxy clean

than extend to a drop of her insult

but surrounding the mouth smell

is the priceless life of a lad to grow

without the bee or the ant alike

for ordinary stink,not even like poverty