A Children's Song Was Written About It*

She uses my toothbrush and it is no big thing.
Germaphobia is a waste of time.
This occasion she uses her own. She just has to find it first. She retrieves it after much rummaging in her satchel. She presents it. A little triumphantly, if I'm remembering right. We all know how often that happens.
Her teeth are mesmerizingly white.
The toothbrush is loose at the bottom of the satchel.
I catch her just in time to pick the fuzzies from the bristles before she puts on the paste.
I am more charmed by this than anything else during her visit.
We brush together.
We push and shove and fuck around. She has toothpaste on her shirt before we finish. She wets it and says, "Toothpaste comes out as long as you get water on it right away."
She rinses.
She has wet spots polka-dotting her shirt.
I repress.

*can anyone tell me who wrote the song? it's killing me. 'I brush my teeth/che-che-che-che' (these are the brushing noises. you make them while doing the tooth brushing motions). they say you're supposed to brush in circles. otherwise you're wasting your time.