My Career As A Dentist

by

Kenneth R. Bays

Many years ago, when I was seven or eight,
My brother John had a terrible toothache.
It hurt him so bad, I thought he would die,
He held back his feelings, he didn't cry.
I thought for a while what could I do,
To ease his pain and suffering too.
Then suddenly a light came on in my head,
The idea I had, John would surely dread.
I took him outside and told him to stand,
And soon I was there with bow and arrow in hand.
I tied string to the shaft and tooth,
Pulled back on the bow, then I let loose.
I'll remember that day until I die,
As his tooth took off across the sky.
When it was over and the deed was done,
The toothache was gone, now he could have fun.

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by: James Bredin
from: Toronto, ON, CA

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