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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=362040" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dentist Chair (Fun Poem 99)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everyone hates the dentist <br>some much more than me. <br>Just the thought of the drill <br>and the light in your eyes <br>puts the chills up me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One of my worst encounters <br>of the dentist chair came in the 1960’s <br>when a cold in a tooth made my face swell <br>on one side like a melon <br>and I could only drink through a straw. <br>They knocked me out to remove the tooth. <br>Having no recovery room <br>they put me back in the waiting room <br>and sat me in a chair out there. <br>It was the dawn of the plastic moulded ones <br>and the one I sat on was so slippery <br>I kept slipping down. <br>I mumbled aloud about the dentist being no good. <br>Some of his patients took one look at me <br>and decided I was right, then made a hasty exit <br>from the waiting room. <br>With the side of my face swollen to the size of a melon <br>I can understand why.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Another encounter with a dentist <br>was quite a few years later. <br>A different dentist with a wholly different approach. <br>He was having his waiting room decorated <br>and I was the only one there. <br>He came in with a Cheshire grin across his face. <br>“Mr Harris, do you mind if this gentleman <br>takes out your teeth today? ” <br>Being I and thinking it was a student, <br>I said I didn’t mind. <br>The dentist then said, “He is my interior decorator.” <br>The smile still implanted on his face. <br>I nearly ran out of there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the third tale concerns my wife <br>and she fears the dentist even more than me. <br>She had an appointment<br> and when we arrived, <br>the surgery was closed for lunch. <br>We went for a little walk <br>and all the cars we passed had dents in the side. <br>“See that.” I said. <br>“Yes.” She replied. <br>“That’s what the dentist does <br>when he can’t get his own way.” <br>As we approached, a corner <br>there was a church on the other side. <br>“Why don’t you nip in there for a quick pray <br>that the dentist doesn’t come back? ” <br>She thumped me I wonder why. <br>As we walked back to the surgery I assured her, <br>that everything was going to be OK. <br>They calm you as soon as you walk in. <br>She looked at me suspiciously and asked how? <br>They have a big mallet just above the door <br>and bop you on the head as you walk in. <br>Your teeth fall out in the process <br>and the job is done. <br>Now I wonder why she has never asked me <br>to go to the dentist with her again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">1 April 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q>
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some much more than me. 
Just the thought of the drill 
and the light in your eyes 
puts the chills up me.

One of my worst encounters 
of the dentist chair came in the 1960’s 
when a cold in a tooth made my face swel..."></div>
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