Three poets on their way
Each to a different dentist
On the same day
Must be a poem there somewhere
Where are they going on this day?
To the dentist, All three.
Poets they… tooth and nail,
Diente por diente
They open their mouths
but can not speak
Will it be pain or relief?
Drilling, drilling
We all open our mouths
Hope for the best
No tooth pulling
We can smile again
Love it!
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