Saturday, December 1, 2007

A Child's visit to the dentist

A Child's visit to the dentist by Rob Hood©12-1-2007

I'm in the dentist's chair

He's got me in his snare

I'm about to feel really ill

I'm here against my will

When Mommy said where

I was going

my tears began aflowing

Whenever I think about

that guy

it always makes me cry

He looks into my mouth

with glee

searching for cavitires

he wants to see

He loves to use his drill

and my cavities

he will fill

Days like this

I wish I'd slept through

because they always

make me blue

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