Dear toothache
You bringer of pain
Driving us insane
Are you mad or blind
Or just viciously unkind
Like an unwanted guest
You come uninvited
Overstaying your welcome
Refusing to go
Like a squatter
You illegally make your home
In our poor tooth
Making us have to
Painfully try to evict you
For a backache you apply balm
And use a hot and cold compress
For a knee pain you apply a spray
Take an inflammatory medication
And you’re good to go again
You do the same
When a headache bothers you
But what do you do
When you have a stubborn toothache
You can take painkillers
And apply some cloves
But when their affects wears off
It back to square one
And if that wasn’t enough
You recruit other parts
In your evil scheme
Of tormenting the life out of us
All leading to a visit to the dentist
To be seated on chair
That’s no less a torture
Like sitting on the iron throne
The only thing different
Is the blades are your toothache
So you have the drilling
And the injecting
The x-rays and the root canals
And the bridges, implants and filling
And if gall doesn’t work
Then it means a painful extraction
With eating ice cream
The only positive outcome
Of a painful procedure
So in the end you have your brains
Scrambled and numbed by pain
There’s a fire in your mouth
That burns a huge hole in your pocket
Oh toothache
You are made and blind
So cruelly unkind
Driving the poor us insane
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