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From the book The Aliens Have Landed at Our School!
I’m having trouble thpeaking,
thinthe I lotht my middle tooth.
Jutht yethterday my tooth wath fine —
today it wiggled loothe.
At firtht I thought it thilly,
when my tooth fell out today,
But no one theems to underthtand
a thingle word I thay.
I athked my mom to clothe the door,
she thaid “That would be rude.
The door does not like wearing clothes;
it’s happy in the nude.”
I thaid a mouthe wath in my room
and she should come and thee.
She thaid “your mouth is on your face;
it’s right where it should be.”
I wonder if you underthtand
the thircumthtanthe I’m in.
I told her I wath feeling thick.
She thaid “you’re looking thin.”
At latht she thaw how mad I wath,
And thought I might thtop breathing.
She laughed and thaid she didn’t mean it —
She wath only teething.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2001. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 3
From the Book The Aliens Have Landed at Our School!
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