Oh woe is me, for I just chipped a tooth
I am missing the smile that I had in my youth
To the dentist with me, on the double
My pet hate is dental trouble.
A sorry end to a glad sunny day
I swallow a chill pill to chase my angst away
Reflecting on how it could be worse
I imagine being toothless, now that would be a curse.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 