Tho' far away you roam, jimmyt, jimmyt,
Your Santa writes this pome, jimmyt;
If hints you do not give me,
I'll know not what to buy thee;
You might regret this, Santee.
Send your wish-list, jimmyt!

("On Gnasher, on Molar, on Colgate and Dental;
On Pepsodent, Spitsink, Abscess and Enamel!")

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