It's a front tooth.
And it's about jolly time, says Mum.
You see, I don't like to do things by halves. And teeth are no exception.
So when it's time for me to get a new tooth, I pull out all the symptoms.
And that's made me a sad baby for the past few days.
But - happy day! - my tooth is through!
Trainspotters - the total count is now 5.
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