Wisdom Teeth Extraction - Poem by Chuck Audette
had to go to the dentist
'cuz my wisdom teeth were hurtin
He said 'we've got to pull them,
that I know for certain'
The first of the four, an upper
came out easy as you please
it was fully in -
didn't need much expertise
Then over to the lower right
(did i mention all those novacaine pokes?)
The dentist swore, for it was too tight,
and when pulling it, it broke)
'I have to cut and drill you! '
he said with a manic gleam in his eye
there was nothing I could do
but nod and trust this guy
'Close your eyes while I drill'
so began his boring pursuit
I felt a little ill
but he finally freed the root
he closed up the wound
said, 'these stitches will dissolve'
You're half-way done, Dude! '
so I steeled my resolve
Then the right upper
(there are names for these I bet)
he yanked it out so fast
I didn't even sweat.
Then onto number four
way out against my cheek
it turned to quite a chore
I tried hard not to freak
the crackling crunching ceased
It's ended, I thought with awe
then he showed it to me
'it came with a shard of jaw'
Then stitching and he'd done
his attendants placed some gauze
it wasn't very fun
but still I gave applause
I got to keep my teeth
and the bits and pieces, true
but when the toothfairy comes
will there be a bonefairy, too?
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