Poem Hunter
My Dentist Friend
NS (05/06/1983 / Warrington)

My Dentist Friend

He has greased his hair
And brought along a script,
Don't be ashamed of your accent
Speak with pride from your lips.

Life was much easier
When I was a boy,
No poison breaking my ears
And noises came as a joy,
Now I prefer the silence
When lies fall hand-in-hand with the truth,
You'd better remove my ears
Before you remove my tooth,
My dentist friend.

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i really enjoyed the quirkiness of this piece. Jake