Monday, April 14, 2008

Author: Patrick Winstanley
The Dentist
An appointment with the dentist

Who said, 'Now open wide'
And once he'd prised my jaws apart
He deftly jumped inside
He mountaineered over molars, Trampolined on my tongue

Then quickly jumped back out again
And said 'That's it, you're done'.

This is a poem I found on the internet and I thought I related to it because I for one hate going to the dentist. I wish all dentist appointments were like the one in this poem. I think that the importance of this poem is, when you go to the dentist you should just relax because usually they tell you when they are going to do something that might hurt.

1 comment:

Kyle E. Wagner said...

Be more specific about how you relate to the poem...why does it feel like this?