How I laughed at my mother’s false teeth, As they foamed in the waters beneath.
But now comes the reckonin’
It’s me they are beckonin’
Oh, I wish I’d looked after me teeth.
(a) Explain “But now comes the reckonin’, It’s me they are beckonin’.”
(b) What do you mean by ‘reckonin’, here?
© When did the poet laugh at her mother’s false teeth?