Oh teeth, why do you
hurt me so?
I do not think
you're wise.
I brush, I floss, I
check you up
yet when I bites, I
cries.
Hot or cold, I sip
& wince;
my food enjoyment
dies.
The black hole sucks
my life away
despite its teeny
size.
Oh tooth, I would
not pull you out
if I have my
preference.
I like the way my
mouth looks
without holes in the
fence.
But teeth, the pain
may drive me mad
when it crawls into
my sinus.
So if tooth = pain,
your wisdom
I will settle for
one less.
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