I have a few fake teeth (three on the bottom row of my mouth to be exact). Some kids were admiring the low hum a metal plumbing pipe made when they swung it around and I got to close. I believe it went like this:
"WHEEWHUM"
*giggle giggle*
"Hey kids, that's an interesting demonstration of open pipe harmonics you hav--WHEWHACK!"
right in the mouth, and presto! my teeth were gone.(That'll teach you to try and explain resonance to kids with pipes)*
anyway, the first dentist I went to denied that there was anything that could be done for the gaping maw in my gums (seriously, think toothpicks in a jello-mold)
"the story of the retarded dentist done in the style of Dr.Seuss"
there once was a dentist
or so he claimed to be
though after my visit
i cant say i agree
through forests of papers
inquiring who where and why
mothers maiden name?
I fill out with a sigh
at last i'm seen
though thats about it
i wait in a chair
frankly its bull....well you know
a 10 second x-ray
and the dentist reveals
i'm imagining the pain
it just can't be real.
well that cant be true
i say im in pain
though i suppose he knows me
better than my own brain
he says he could fix it,
but decides that he will not
i think he's got dumb
i think he has a lot
so i leave the poor man
i pity him thats true
for it must be hard to live
with the I.Q. of a shoe.
To another dentist I'll go
though before I do
im tempted to play a round
of quaint peek-a-boo
Goodbye retard dentist
I'm tempted to shout
and add "dont forget"
"its breathe in then breathe out"
~Chris
*it was actually an accident. They felt bad and horrified as I bled profusely.