We’ve been as one for fifty years,
Through joyous times and painful tears.
Crushing Hob Nobs, chewing cakes,
Your imminent demise is hard to take.
But I’ve not chewed to the right for a while
And you’ve given my mouth a crooked smile.
There’s no need you remain, now the pain’s abated,
Incapable of doing for what you’re created.
So, why bother clinging to a weakened gum?
Eating my muesli is no longer fun.
Shoogly for a month, it’s simply not funny,
Tooth Fairy, please – just bring me the money.
I’ve still got all my teeth, but two of them are crowned (one on each side of my mouth). This means that I’ve had to say bye-bye to several chewy or nutty foods that I previously relished, as I cannot deal with another dentist’s bill of £400.
I hope you’re feeling well recovered from your extraction and your face is no longer lopsided!
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Nah – it’s still there, Sarah. Hanging on there, almost lying parallel to the gum-line! Nice. 🙂
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