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Toothache blues

Poetry By: softpaw

This is whai it feels.

Submitted:Apr 18, 2012    Reads: 49    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

Hey guys, I had jusr started to write a short story, but got a terrible toothache at the same. So instead of story this is what came in my mind.


Oh my God not again

In two of my teeth I have a big den.

It gives me pain, it makes me cry,

And the moment it happens, I feel like I'll die.

I cannot have hot, I cannot have cold,

Even if I do so, they punish me for being bold.

Sometimes I wish I could pluck it out from its socket,

So that never again will I get those gum pockets

I met a dentist and called me at one.

But I knew this business is still undone.

He drilled my teeth, he had them bored,

Just like a drilling jack at road.

Finally the filling was over and done,

And I ran off to ice-cream parlor to have some fun.


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