Dental Torture Blues

Sitting in the dental chair
Undergoing dental surgery
While the dentist probes,
And tortures me
With his instruments of pain,

The Frank Zappa song plays over and over
The torture never stops
The torture never stops.

And I think of the mad dentist
In Little House of Horrors
The Jack Nicolson character
Who screams Pain is good

As he assaults his patients
Doing root canals
Without anesthesia

And so I endure the torture
Of the dentist
In the vain hope
I can save my teeth

Until the next time
I undergo dental torture.

The song faces away
And I slowly recover.

Then as I leave,
I am confronted with the bill
And the song roars back to life.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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