02 February, 2006

The Dentist

He says: "Come on then, Phil..."
pats the chair and reaches for his drill,
"There is a tooth to fill..."
I hold the nurses hand, this is gonna kill!

I try to block out pain with all my will,
As the nurse smiles and tries to hold me still,
"Relax, Phil, I've got skill..."
As blood, lead and spit begin to spill!

"Halfway there have a drink and a swill."
numb-cheek, spit blood and feel ill,
Sharp, cold, shooting pain and I let out a little shrill,
Please stop this pain; with an injection or a pill?!

Finally it's over: "Okay, that looks brill!"
After all that pain, have to pay an extortionate bill!

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