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April 23, 2016, 19:14
Filed under: Health, Poetry, Writing | Tags: , , ,

The weekend had begun with sun
I was anticipating fun.
Eating sweets, weekend on track,
When I heard a fearful crack.
Eating sweets was a blunder,
Brooke a damn tooth asunder.
Always at the weekend’s start
Is when a tooth falls apart.
Now I face two days of pain
Before Monday comes again
And I can call the dentist.
He knows not how much he’s missed
By patients when he’s not here,
Pain can be better than fear.
This is just not a good time
Hence the reason for this rhyme.


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