But still the tour.
"The Fountain Outside the Arboretum."
Ahoy!
Whitening wadder fountain.
Drink.
Afta cuppa-ful aqua vitae, yo pissin fang transfomate
to puh'ly whites like Bollywood actress swole in saffron,
flashim her tarta molar to she coquetry man.
I's drink gallon-a-day.
Ssshhee?
Issshh beautiful, eh?
Frum purim h20 wit fluoride y sulfate
tu typical humectant lika xylitol
which supa-boosta Fluoride's cavity fightim powa.
So go'on mif, you mus' drink.
Me good-fo-nut'ing fadder once says to me, "Ttalim,
you mus' habba whitest teeth so you catchim holistic hotshot
man.
Ipsi dixit.
Mine fadder hed rat-hole teef, y you
have it too wid dim nicotine mold on them packiderm tusk.
Eberyone habba de bes' teeth!
Shinier den 'Merikken Colgates.
'Cos my molar, I's attract lusty lubbas,
but I no lust them if dim have moss sweaters dim teef,
even if dim wining dining me.
As my father says, "you try only wit da whitest."