One hen
Two ducks
Three squawking teeth
Four toothpick oysters
Five corpulent orthodontists
Six pairs of Don Alverzo's toothbrushes
Seven thousand Molars in full battle decay
Eight brass crowns from the ancient sacred crypts of Egypt
Nine apathetic, sympathetic, diabetic hygienists on roller skates, with a marked propensity towards impaction and sloth
Ten lyrical, spherical, diabolical dentists of the deep who all stall around the corner of the quo of the quay of the quivery, all while my teeth grind.

SAY ALOUD, WITH CLEAN TEETH, WHEREVER YOU ARE