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“Pee-yew! Your breath stinks!” said Wee, holding his nose. The mouth sagged a little as if it was sad.
“I’ve got just the thing for you,” said Wee, pulling a tube of toothpaste and a toothbrush out of his pocket, which he always carried with him. “Open wide.”
“Oh, that’s lovely and minty!” smiled the mouth. “Don’t forget the teeth at the back.”
“Me next! Hey, over here! No, me! Me, me me!” chattered all the teeth.
Wee brushed each set of teeth until at last he found the slimy key.
“Smell my breath now!” begged the gleaming teeth. “Mmmm, minty!”
But Wee had already gone through the next door... “HEY! This is MY front door!” said Wee. “I’m home!”