Tiny and tempted, the tooth sprite took teeth, from bitty blameless babes who buried bitey bits beneath pleasantly puffy pillows on which their pudgy heads did plant, but upon arising to the absence of their awesome teeth, they planned... To fool and flog that fairy fiend with a finely-crafted trap, they stored cuspids, tusks, and falsies in glass vessels and they sat... Owen opened windows and offered cookies, which were tempting, but when the teeth-taker did teeter in, the kids remarked, "her mouth is empty!" She praised the perfect pearls that the progenies had lost, she could make not one concession and would commission any cost. The kiddies considered the creatures' conclusion and did decidedly consent to sell their cuspids, fangs, and falsies for no less than sixty cents. Hysterical and honored, the sylph's once heavy heart did heal, as those delightful darling dumplings did adapt to their done-deal... And the rapturous fairy, once a rough looking brute, received a ravishing grin, while those wee, witty babes, with their wizened-kid ways grew wealthy (truly win-win).