Tooth Mobility Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

There once was a lady from Greece
she suffered from badly worn teeth.
Her incisors were loose
she was long in the tooth
and she lisped when she said 'pretty please'.

Well her dentist was overly rough
and he always talked off the cuff.
So she took to the booze
which would hopefully soothe
all her teeth and she drank in the buff.

When her hubby suggested adventures
he had made lots of dough in debentures
On the wild coral seas
she would need a few teeth
so she got herself beautiful dentures.

Oh the ship and the breeze off the sea
and the captain adressed her as 'thee'
in a storm the ship sank
and this writer must thank
the survivor, a captain van Zee.