A Dentist's Drill
Something that never gives me a thrill
is having to deal with a dentist’s drill.
There is a cavity he has to fill.
When he sticks that needle into my mouth,
it hurts like hell and I feel like going south.
And he told me I wouldn’t feel a thing.
That was like saying Obama is a king.
Doctor, why are you so hard on me?
I paid you right away. I don’t owe you money.
I have brushed my teeth many times each day.
You were saying I have a cavity today?
Even though dentist bills are a bit too steep,
it is my natural teeth that I want to keep.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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