Jeremy was a naughty dentist,
He killed all his victims and stole all their teeth,
He sat on their bellies, till they couldn't breath

Jeremy made quite a business,
He wrapped up each body in a discarded rag,
And sold all the dentals to the tooth fairy hag,
For tuppence a bag.

Jeremy, give up your practice,
Of killing people, and stealing teeth.
Jeremy, You've killed all your patients.
And I've lost mine, with you.

Jeremy made lots of money,
He lived in a mansion on top of the hill.
With a fluoride arrangement on his windowsill.
Which he built with a drill

Jeremy, You're rich as Brodsky,
You're rich as batter; you're rich as Gates,
Jeremy, Your dates are numbered,
You've got an appointment, with the board of fates

Jeremy never thought they'd catch him,
He always was careful, and never left blood
But just like the floss that was nipped in the bud,
You're stuck in the mud.