No, no ,no don’t get me wrong
This ain’t just another song
About the proverbial dreaded fear
Of the intimidating dental chair!
In fact it is a matter more profound,
When to my dismay I found
Yesterday as I lay on that dental couch
A sheet of paper came betwixt doc and my mouth
It seemed to have some printed matter for assent
But had it sounded my death knell…descent?
When I was expected to accept, or decline
What came across as some promises fine
That wasn’t what made me wonder within
As I stared at the paper with fine print
Half blind without my glasses; no time to spare
Time to give ass-ent and show no despair.
Without batting an eye, I did sign
(Well could any of you ever decline?)
To place your name on that dotted line
Ensuring you left with teeth that shine
I laughed internally at my pathetic plight
When I did the sacrificial altar alight
And pondered if ever a dental chair
Had made one take heaven’s stair!