Loose Teeth - Poem by Ima Ryma
Dad went to the hospital for
A two day minor surgery.
His dentures fell onto the floor.
Thet were given mistakenly
To the patient right next to Dad.
And then this patient up and died,
Which was sad, but even more sad,
The corpse had Dad's dentures inside.
When Dad complained his teeth were gone,
The staff checked the morgue roomy out,
Whose mouth had an extra add on.
Returned, Dad was relieved, no doubt.
About where the teeth had been at -
No need for Dad to chew on that.
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