My Dentist Started a Nudist Colony
Burn after
Reading
You've got
The silver
My dentist is an
Impossible white man;
He knows where's he's going!
I am booking an appointment
He's the man
Racist bread - probably
We've all looked in the
Mirror today
A neighbour requested
A chainsaw
I got on the sus bus
A wardrobe malfunction
In the
Waiting room
Figleaf stuff
In the dentist's chair
Right-handed people chew
On
Their right-side
I've started
Spying on diners
I take my harmonica
To the dentist
Braces blues and
Floss funk
I give my wife toothbrush kisses
Copyright © Christopher Allen | Year Posted 2022
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