In the Dentist's Chair
I feel like I am just one step shy of despair
as I sit quite anxiously in this dentist's chair.
The dentist told me I would not feel any pain
after he shot my gums with novocaine.
There is the one thing I will never consider a thrill:
that will be when he starts using his drill.
My mouth is all numb now as I can't say a thing.
I have a tooth that will require a filling.
The reason why I have taken this action
is because I want to obviate an extraction.
I have gone through that ordeal before.
I can't afford to lose teeth anymore.
Nobody considers this procedure as fun.
Let's get everything over quickly and done.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2020
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