A trip to the dentist (Poetry)
My friend Diane has gone to town to have a broken crown ground down
Though she views the dentist with disdain, she prefers him over her tooth pain
The hopes and dreams she has run deep; that he, her dental needs will meet
She will brush her teeth and floss with care, and be prepared when she get there
“You’ve taken care the way you should, but this one crown does not look good.
I see part is gone,” the dentist said, “and the other sides begun to hedge
I’ll shoot some stuff into your gums and then we can begin the fun
I’ll be back in just a bit once the Novocain has done its trick”
She sat alone in that dentist chair, while soft canned music played somewhere.
The Novocain was working well, was her jaw still there? She couldn’t tell
Her lips now felt twice their size, “Are we ready?” he asked and came inside
He sat on the chair to her left side, “Let’s have a look, please open wide”
He started grinding on her teeth; she tried to hide her trembling knees
She smelled enamel and saw the smoke, and the taste, it almost made her choke
He smiled and said, “We’re almost done; don’t tell me you’re not having fun?”
Then he began to grind some more, she longed to reach the open door
But soon the grinding noise had stopped, “Now rinse it good!” as out he walked
So she sat there in that dentist chair, and at the wall paper she stared
Then he came back with a new tray, “Let’s finish, and get you on your way.”
He polished up her new ground crown, and checked the fit, “Now please bite down.”
He said smiling as she walked away, “Thanks for coming, have a nice day
She replied; “thank you sir I’m glad it’s done,” her lip still swollen and feeling numb
She paid the lady at the desk and headed for the next day’s quest
But at least the dentist part was through; ‘Now what else was there for her to do?’
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Title :: Trip To The Dentist
Category :: Poetry
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