The dentist was telling the young lady that she
was going to have to have a lot of work done
to get her teeth in shape
"We could make progress in two ...three weeks maybe."
"I'm rather fearful... I'd rather have a baby."
"Make up your mind what you can afford
After which I'll adjust the chair in accord."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting poem. Well written
it was a challenge putting the verse together thank you for the comment