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The schooner of molars hoisted its sugary mainsail while a ferris wheel of bicuspids spun pink and chewy through the orthodontic harbor. Yonder in the wire-fenced pasture, the farmer plowed his rows of bracket and bracewire, sowing peppermint seeds that bloomed into tangled carnival taffy. Ahoy, the cotton-candy combine harvested a sticky cargo of gum-gummed gumdrops, and the whole molar-marina cheered as the chewy ship sank gloriously into the back left bracket.