To My Dear Dentist!
This poem on my dentist
Who brought my smile back.
Went to doctor with my visible teeth
All hooked and crooked
Full of maps and gaps and smiles with colourful cheese
My smile looked good from far but very bad from near.
Front two teethe looked like punched back
Two molars lifted upwards
All front teeth stood in crooked way
For that he will bring all teethes in semi circle
Now the caps were ready
No one can beat the teeth caps
They looked original too
More beautiful they looked than my original ones
Now caps were inserted
Many after seeing my smile
Said now your teethes are good
Polished and flashy too
But don't ever smile
As you lost your charming smile.
The two teeth punched look good
Now your teeth changed your face structure too,
So frustrated I got
After hearing from everyone
I called doctor
But he was cool ever.
He said your teeth are good and proper too
I said doctor
Cant you punch my teeth back
And lift those side tooth.
All told me I looked beautiful in hooked and crooked smile only.
He convinced me and made few changes
Now I practising how to smile with new teeth
As now I cant have same smile
Still I am trying my level best to smile.
Doctor said now
Show your smiley teeth to your friends
Whoever not satisfied bring them back to my clinic
I think now they need a treatment of punishment.
Ha Ha made me smile!
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
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