Song For a Bad Tooth

Wisdom tooth, the oral root of prophesy I respect you with all my worth When you speak my eyes come I wake up and turn as you order I constrict like a serpent stung At your command I fizzle like coke My champagne foams in your honor My hands mate at the throat Wisdom tooth, for you anything Ice cube in my armpit Burial in the swimming pool Tight diadem on the head I speak in tongues, Tooth! Make your choice: I will call you my uncle my tutor, my referee, my signatory You are the Untainted Governor, Sergeant-at-arms, president for life Bishop of my church, Perfect Prefect, Captain who never farts Head of Dental Department, Commander-in-chief... You are the Tooth of all Teeth Your stitch is profound and unfaltering Your ache indefatigable and mature Your wisdom infinite yet insurmountable Your target is spot on You are majestic and brilliant Your unrelenting questionnaire Appeals to the veins See how my eyes are swollen My hairs erect, my nose running I am squinting with respect My ears are blocked and left shoulder sags I limp and claim to walk Mighty tooth, you go anywhere When I hear you I shiver This far, you have brought me, Mister! Look at the altar I have brought you the sacrifice A harvest of Chocolate cake, Sugar coats, Sugar cream, Bubble gum, and Candy Lozenge All I have, I have put at your feet, mighty one I surrender all Take them all with you Leave in peace I live in peace!