The Denture Adventure

A deep-sea diver dived down for a fiver,
To collect Mick McCarthys false teeth.
Poor Mick had lost ‘em, a fiver it cost ‘im,
To retrieve his lost teeth from beneath.

Mick had been swimming and as he was grinning,
His dentures were lost in the drink.
He searched for a while for that sweet Irish smile,
But the trouble with teeth is they sink.

When the diver returned he looked most concerned,
He announced, “this is worse than first thought,
I’ve just seen a plaice with your smile on its face,
I can’t get your teeth back till it’s caught”.

Poor Mick had a date with his sweetheart at eight.
And his evening turned into a shocker.
He ordered beef stew, that’s not easy to chew,
When your teeth are in Davy Jones’ locker.

His date ordered fish, a fresh local dish,
The menu read, ‘catch of the day'.
When that flat fish arrived to Mick’s great surprise,
There where his teeth on display.

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