Shaky Tooth

I’ve got a shaky tooth in my mouth
It moves around from north to south
What am I supposed to do
With a shaky tooth in my mouth
I bit into an apple; I love them with all my heart
Not only was it sour, but it was also tart
That wasn’t so bad, the worst part of all
My tooth began to wobble and I’m afraid it’s going to fall (whoop!)
The very next day, I heard my mother shout
For when I said good morning, my shaky tooth fell out
I’ll put it under my pillow when I go to bed
For when I wake tomorrow, there’ll be a quarter there instead (whoo!)