Good morning and welcome to this week’s Poetry Corner! Please join me in welcoming back Vic Tomlinson! 🙂
Going to the Dentist By Vic Tomlinson
I went to the dentist,
not a violinist.
I had a cracked tooth
according to the dental sleuth.
He said I needed a crown,
more costly than the English pound.
I agreed to the procedure,
knowing I would need anesthesia.
When the crown finally arrived,
my pain was not contrived.
I had the anesthesia
with no trace of amnesia.
When all was said and done,
I still didn’t have any fun.
Awesome poem, Vic. Loved the fun aspect your word choice gives this. 🙂
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