The Dentist

I’m going to the dentist

which kind of makes me ill.

I’m worried that he’ll find a tooth

that he thinks he should fill.

Mom says I shouldn’t worry

cause I have had no pain,

but I can’t stop that dental drill

from buzzing in my brain.

If I don’t get a filling,

I’m going to brush much more,

and floss for several minutes

though flossing is a bore.

If I don’t get a filling,

that really will be dandy,

and all the proof that I will need

to keep on eating candy!

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