The teeth fit somewhere in my mouth
where do they fit?
My mouth doesn't have space
I feel each person's attempt
To build their stall
To sell their goods
fitting the roof
Putting slats in for the walls
But these teeth don't fit
So how am i supposed to eat?
Life is fairgrounds and novelty
People walk through hardened sand
Looking behind them
To see if their footprints stuck
I can't get these teeth to stick
What am I about to lose?
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