A Lot Harder
A Lot Harder
It is always best when you brush each tooth
So you can smile while in a kissing booth
Or say splendid speech in front of a crowd
With all those great teeth you are endowed.
What I love to do is sit in dentist's chair
With his charm which is beyond compare
Who once had been my buddy and pal
Until he said I needed a route canal.
Why do my personal teeth have a proclivity
To cautiously come in contact with a cavity
Or should I start becoming much smarter
By brushing my teeth one hell of a lot harder.
So what time is my appointment next Tuesday
and my name is not Ruby but mother's is. You
may want to call me Thirsty for Dental Attention
on Thursday if you want to. Jim Horn
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014
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