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Toothache
119/M31    Poetry I probably should’ve left in English class

Poems

I fancied something to eat
Something tasty and sweet
But what a mistake to make
When you are going to get toothache

Wanted a biscuit with my tea
But all I got was misery
As I got ready to munch
I felt a tooth go crunch

Now all I get is pain
So bad, it is hard to explain
No pain killers can help contain
This agony that is making me insane

So I paid the Dentist a fortune in money
Because toothache is not very funny
Fighting my fear of that drill
So I try to keep very still
copyright Chris Smith 1998-
Francie Lynch Jun 2014
I miss you
Like a toothache
Needing extracting.
To think I once loved you
Who filled a cavity.

I miss you
Like a broken leg.
Now cast off,
I rise and walk.

I miss you
Like a scab,
But the scar
Reminds me
How cruel a cut
You are.
there was a great big crocodile he was going mad
he had developed tooth ache his tooth was going bad
he went to the dentist he said open wide
he looked at his teeth with his head inside
the crocodile he coughed and swallowed dentist whole
his toothache was still there the poor little soul
the crocodile gave up and put up with pain
and as for a dentist he never went there again