Scott Stanley Davis

Rookie - 46 Points (Indianapolis, Indiana)

My Dentist - Poem by Scott Stanley Davis

I have a dentist who should be in the book of Guinness, now just why? I'll try and apply some wisdom so you just standby. She isn't the biggest or tallest, she's not the richest or the smallest. What she has what no one else has is obvious. She lives in a office full of broken promises of smiles, damaged by long life of trials. It could be a child so don't be beguiled. She can take a silver file and make out of it a smile, and place it in a mouth full of guile. she can take a frown of a person face-down and turn them into a down right clown! and this is just the beginning, for she has the wisdom of prophet and hides it in a Moffat (land in which people are constantly crying and everything hurts) where she takes their pain away, and will even share a glass of champagne. Now you be the judge am I right or wrong, shouldn't there be a book of such things? or am I thinking of angels with wings, who live in Beijing. I am convinced, so my hands are rinsed, my Dentist may not be in your book of guinness, but she is in my book of dreams that when I was a teen and she has brought to pass with a gleam..

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My new dentist the old one retired and this one I really liked as you can see - lol

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013

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