Harmony Of Oral Guardians

Na teeth dey grind
But tongue no dey sleep
When teeth dey face challenge
Tongue dey standby.
I remember when meat
hook teeth na tongue settle the beef

Though, tongue no get bone
Him no strong reach teeth
But na him dey save teeth
Him no dey fit grind

Teeth fit grind stick
Him fit chew bone
Him fit cut
Him fit break fast
Him fit tear rubber

But the smallest piece of beef
Makes him restless
Looks helpless
To some extend useless

But the benevolent tongue
Even if, him no fit
Him dey always try to help.
No reward teeth forget tongue.

Gilbert Sordebabari
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