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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Bauer Avatar
July 6, 2020 at 3:05 PM
ha! i think many of us can relate to this one, caren! nicely done...
Krutsinger Avatar
July 6, 2020 at 10:11 PM
Thank you Ilene
Rigoler Avatar
July 6, 2020 at 10:36 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
Brewer Avatar
July 6, 2020 at 8:47 AM
When you come round after the laughing gas, don’t try to smile, it could frighten the children. Nice one Caren.
Krutsinger Avatar
July 6, 2020 at 10:14 PM
Thankyou
Krutsinger Avatar
July 6, 2020 at 10:13 PM
I smile all the time, never scaring anyone unfortunately.
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