Two-Thirty
I have an appointment
To have a tooth yanked.
This lists pretty high
On the fears I have ranked.
So, natch, I am nervous
And needed a laugh,
Which has been supplied
By my better-ish half.
He told me – “Relax!”
As I work on my rhyme;
“You don’t have to leave yet
For tooth-hurty’s the time!”
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