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They Have To Knock Me Out

They have to knock me out Before I feel comfortable My hands have to be flopping like a dead fish I have to look like a corpse with my mouth open wide I have to be semi-conscious They have to use nitrous to keep me in lah lah land When I come out of the twilight zone there will be hell to pay I hate the dentist, and he is not fond of me either.

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Ilene Bauer

Date: 7/6/2020 3:05:00 PM

ha! i think many of us can relate to this one, caren! nicely done...

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/6/2020 10:11:00 PM

Thank you Ilene

Maurice Rigoler

Date: 7/6/2020 10:36:00 AM

Karen, dearest, I doubt your hands can flop like a DEAD fish! A LIVE fish, yes. I have a fine lady dentist and she's pretty. She's extracts teeth speed beter than any dentist my mouth has ever had! Didn't know "laughing gas" is still in use? / M

Geoffrey Brewer

Date: 7/6/2020 8:47:00 AM

When you come round after the laughing gas, don’t try to smile, it could frighten the children. Nice one Caren.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/6/2020 10:14:00 PM

Thankyou

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/6/2020 10:13:00 PM

I smile all the time, never scaring anyone unfortunately.