To Fall Victim To A High Priced Dentist. Poem by Michael Gale

A throbbing pulsating ring of pain...
Remains akin to my aching tooth and gum.

Where will this pain to disipate and leave? ...
Will it to rise and melt as well as swell to sleave?

This tooth ache sticks to me like a once softened salted wounded scab...
Never to be away as a fat piece of meaty flab.

Like to be a collar worn hard and round my ever aching stain and pain filled neck and back...
Always dragging and sagging and wiggling with a sound filled sound of a sounded smack.

Flabby skin can make that sound of thudded flubber gainst sweat filled moisture...
What else could be louder than the louderest the noisier.

Pain still stays and sticks around just like an arm pitted stain...
No money or reason to explain this pain.

How to be ridded this pain in teeth or gums? ....
No wealth or money in heightened of sums.

Just like a flea or tick this bug of pain lands and stays infested in thee...
Time wasted spent invested of ye.

Let us just pull out every tooth in gum...
Then i'd have to sport a smile of fakeness in teeth that is numbered as stupid or dumb.

Now we have no more teethly gummy pain...
Now no longer hurting as bad as an ankle like pain or sprain.

That dentist is rich and owns a boat called a yaught...
He goes to Las Vegas on a plane ticket that the money he stole from a lot of poor indignant patients that he stole instead of being sold or bought.

When the dentist's bills go up in price...
That dentist actually has his eyes on a car or boat that he wants so the price he charges his patients will steeply fly as rise.