The Dentist

"DENTIST"

I called to make an appointment,
it was for a deep cleaning. 
"Friday at 8AM please," I said. 
"Alright, Friday at 8 it is." 
Friday came and soon I found
myself in the chair of doom. 
"Alright Eddie, ready for your cleaning?"
I put my earphones in and laid myself back. 
the cleaning was a success. 
"All done, luckily you caught this gum
disease in time. now we can keep 
watch every three months 
instead of six. you'll have your teeth 
until you are old and gray." 
the dentist smiled and walked me to 
the exit. 
it was in that moment, I realized 
I paid $500 to prolong the proper 
timing of my teeth falling out. 
I guess I can't complain too much, 
I got a free toothbrush.


By: Chicano Eddie
8-10-2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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