Nothing Like Ice Chewing
Chewing is my favorite sport
You can have the wine, the port
My teeth were sharp, my teeth were fine
Until we hit that 30’s line
Enamel gone, chipped off by ice,
Tried to ignore dental advice
Cavities in my icy mouth
Five root canals, we’re going south
Pain and awfulness even a bridge
I think twice now when I open that frig
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