Dentist Schmentist

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There’s nothing fills me more with dread
Than allowing a dentist near my head.

Sticking their hand into my mouth
Internally shrieking, Take it out!

There’s truly nothing I hate more
Well, apart from my teeth eroding and sore.

So it’s a necessity, I guess
But that doesn’t make me worry any less.

So off I go for my yearly check
With horrors running through my head.

Wish me luck, that I don’t freak
The minute they lay me down, to peek!

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