Teeth scare me. Could it be because of the dreams????
The dreams, the dreams that conjured screams
Chasing teeth that gave me grief
Grating, biting, nipping and grinding
All the while looking and finding
My little girl fear of a darkened room
Seeking to consume me amid the gloom
Oh teeth, bad teeth what do you want?
What foul plaque and breath you flaunt
Granny drowned you in a glass
But then you went and kicked her ass
Dental specter you haunt my guilt
And eat away with the plaque you built
You chase and chase and won’t relent
And couldn’t care less about the bucks I spent
To make you kind and smile bright
To give you strength when you need to bite
To keep your gums soft and pink
With copious rinses lined on the sink
You ache and clench you nasty wench
And wake me from a peaceful sleep
Forcing promises I just can’t keep
The floss, the brush, paste and gel
Won’t release me from dental hell
Oh teeth, bad teeth one day you’ll see
That it was wrong to mess with me
I’ll save my money to pull you out
And glue in falsies with dental grout
So just behave and do your job
Or you will face the final lob
Copyright 2010
what has Christine sunk her teeth into?
Anita Rodgers Mystery Writer 