Keiths Toothache

His cheeks had bloomed up and over his chair His mouth was extraordinarily large now, his face looked like a bear Let me guess, toothache? I asked, recognizing the signs as my own. His tongue was so swollen, he could not gasp, answer or phone. I called up the dentist and made him an appointment for two. I hate that place he said! What did you do? It took a cancellation, and another couple of days Before he finally gave up and waddled into the office of Doctor McVeys. He had horror stories to tell, but I could not listen. His teeth were black, hardly any of them gave a glisten. That’s what happens I said, when you do not take care of your teeth. He stuck his tongue out at me, my neighbor, angry old Keith.