Fractured Nursery Rhymes #2

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Mary had a baby tooth
Its roots had gone away.
Every day she wiggled it
Until in her hand, it lay.

‘Neath her pillow it did lie
White and pearly shining,
Waiting for a fairy light
While all its buds were dining.

So fast asleep Mary went
Dreams of prizes coming.
The tooth fairy stealthy came
A coin she left, humming.