No Dentist To Thrive
O, may the day soon arrive
when no dentist will thrive
The sound of their drill
a mere swallow of a pill
Fine careers may disappear
and dental schools fold
So, hold your applause
'til your dentist's too old
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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