Man, I hate
Temporary crowns.
I can't even smile,
I can only frown.
A bad cavity,
made me get a root canal.
My teeth were dark,
But straight.
They're crooked now.
I could eat a whole cow,
Before the root canal.
Now I can't eat nothin'
Any how.
Man, I hate
Temporary crowns...
-SOH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Everyday things are rarely the center of stories. yet they are most of our life. Hope you get this one fixed soon.