Tag: dentist

Is that bone?

Oh boy oh boy oh boy It really is unbelievable Everyone is going well No broken bones to speak of The house is reasonably tidy The washing is almost done The dinner has been planned and prepped The afternoon is rolling on. “Hey Mum,”… Continue Reading “Is that bone?”

The Dentist’s Chair

Oh boy, I really don’t like dentists.  It’s not personal, I really hate the drill.  A poem about sitting in the dentist’s chair. The Dentist’s chair