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My Teeth Are Old and Mean

My teeth are mean They are old and sad I grind them keen I make them mad My gums are red And raw and sore Dental words I do abhor Dental cleanings Are not fair I nearly jump Out of the chair I have had bad teeth Since I was little They break and bark They are quite brittle But since I need them daily Even though they make me weep I had better reluctantly Use a brush and try to keep

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Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 11/12/2018 3:47:00 AM

But since I need them daily; Even though they make me weep /// Oh! Time; you the old gypsy! Granny! No! but so tiny old, shattered, scattered everywhere....// beautiful poem

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/12/2018 7:33:00 AM

Thank you. A dentist told me once that for having the world's teeniest, tiniest teeth, they have the roots of a 6 foot 6 man's teeth.

Ann Gilmour

Date: 11/12/2018 12:16:00 AM

Great poem Caren, it says it all. I never understand why my dentist asks questions when I have a mouth full of dental instruments and all I want to say is 'STOP YOU ARE HURTING ME' arrgh... kindest thoughts Ann x

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/12/2018 7:33:00 AM

Thank you Ann. I despise all dentists, and they me.

Rhona Mcferran

Date: 11/11/2018 9:58:00 PM

I feel your pain- I HATE going to the dentist!! I never understood why they always tell you to use the softest brush and be GENTLE... and then proceed to pull out an assortment of medieval torture devices to scrape, sand, chisel, blast, and drill on your teeth forever- like a miniature construction zone (or demolition site)! ;O

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/12/2018 7:34:00 AM

If I ever want to truly punish myself, I make a dental appointment.