Ickle and Lardee



Underbart söt berättese. Måste kollas in!

" When I was young, I placed my baby teeth under my pillow and when i woke up I'd find a shiny new quarter.
But whatever happened to those little teeth?
Where did they go?
Would I ever see them again?

Many years later, a little tooth was standing at my door.
It looked familiar. It's name was ickle.
Welcome home, my milk toof "


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