Halitosis
A man has gone once to a fake dentist,
Complaining of his decayed tooth and halitosis;
He was asked to take big deep breaths with open mouth,
While squatted long on a high dental couch.
Few moments later, silent bomb exploded in the clinic,
Rotten smell wanted him and the dentist to panic;
He said, “Sorry Doc, I’ve farted out loud by chance”,
“Fart-tastic!” said Doc. “Halitosis has moved down and gone!”
Sept. 26, 2021 5.29pm
Copyright © Len Gasun | Year Posted 2021
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