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The Woodsman’s Toothbrush

by Mike Farr (Age: 66)
copyright 06-21-2015

Age Rating: 18 +

The woodsman stuck his finger out,
And dunked it in a stream, 
He scrubbed it all around his mouth,
Until his teeth were clean,
He plucked a teensy pointy twig,
Its mission it had met,
It reached those places in between,
His finger could not get,
He peered a pool of crystal clear,
And checked his mouth out good,
Making sure his chops did gleam,
Like every Woodsman’s should,
So if you’re ever in the woods,
And have no brush with you,
Think about the Woodsman’s way
To know what you should do,
By Mike Farr
Charlton, Massachusetts
Although I went through Special Infantry Training, and Survival School, this little trick was learned camping out, fishing the Pounds, Brooks and Rivers with
friends when I was a very young lad.
 You can use fine (clean) sand as pumice, not mentioned in my poem.
But don’t forget to spit,

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        07-11-2015     Wayne Thomas        

Since we're about the same age, we probably learned this little (and very useful) trick at about the same time. A little paste of salt and baking soda can also come in handy. An excellent little verse that took me many years into the past. Thanks! Wayne

        06-24-2015     Jacqueline Ives        

This is useful advice when you have wandered off and forgotten toothbrush and/or toothpaste! Sometimes I have used finger, soap and water, so this is reassuring! This verse can't be faulted for what it is, so I give it 5.

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