
Oh the dentist chair
An enviable lair
With a view sublime
Yes, it’s tooth pain time.
They escort you in
Say, “lift your chin”
They attach a bib
Their smile is glib
Then he turns his back
While a needle he jacks.
“Open wide” he says with a smile
You’re getting more nervous all the while
Couldn’t I just have gas instead?
“No, I think it would mess with your head”
So I close my eyes and grip the chair
Try to focus on something not there
As the pain rises, so does my dread
Almost done? Pain fools with my head
I try to stay still as the needle pokes
Again and again, and it envokes
More pain with no numbing relief
I can’t take much more, good grief!
I try to relax my hands on the arms
The chair’s upholstery might come to harm
I don’t want to squirm, might make it worse
I wonder if dentists ever rehearse.
I’ve heard of the colleges and schools
The volunteer patients must be fools!
I know dentists have a job to do
Keeping teeth healthy for me and you
But there’s been no advances in many years
That whining drill still hurts my ears
And couldn’t there be a numbing solution
Before using needles in this institution?
I suppose I’ll just have to grin and bear it
But it’s frightening to have to dare it
Either that or a toothless grin
You see the predicament that I’m in?
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I hate going to the dentist! ❤
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