Ode to an incisor

Oh tooth oh tooth,
living in my mouth
near the roof.

Why must you make me
cry?
Is it true you plan to
die?

Each and every day
I brush and floss.
Now you betray,
the plan I had
to keep you healthy.
The bills I get!
I am not wealthy!!

I would rather pet a
shark
or sky dive
for a lark,
than visit Dr. Burne
my dentist dear.
He is my very biggest fear!

Spider and snake
these I can take
but the sound of that drill..
give me a chill pill!

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