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My teeth were bad
 My family was mad
 Horrible dentists I’ve had
 You are a dentist, you must be a cad

 Forced to your venue
 Long awaited dental care was to continue
 I prefer to be home enjoying the flue
 But my nagging wife I could not shoo

 I’ve been told no pain no gain
 It’s okay for a cavity to remain
 Rather than go insane
 Thinking about the forth coming pain

“Anti-dentite am I”, goes my proclamation
“I don’t want any part of your dental nation
 I don’t care about tarter formation
 Even though my gingivitis is in gestation”

You sat me in your chair
 Flipped back you long hair
 I started saying my prayer
 And may have even shot you a glare

 You gave me your word to listen to me
 Sure, I thought, you’ll say anything for a fee
 Many dentists have ignored my plea
 I want to jump up and be free

 Ok Jim, just a small pinch
 While my gums you did inject, every inch
 In my mind I am preparing your lynch
 If I feel pain and exert even one flinch

 You scraped, drilled, grinded, and polished
 Soon all of my tarter had been abolished
 My fear you still had not demolished
 But my heart of distrust began to be washed

 You battled my fear
 And anxieties from many a year
 You probably saw a tear
 And soon my cavities were clear

 We went to Sheol and back
 In this battle of plaque
 You proved you were not a quack
 And mine enemies we did attack

 My pockets are now bare
 It is okay, I don’t care
 God answered my prayer
 Knowing with me , you were there

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