My Visits to a Dental College Hospital
“ You are a mental…”,
my friends say,
when I go to a Self-financed Dental College,
to clean my teeth,
and say bye to the tooth
that has some rot.
“They are fools”,
My mind would murmur
For they waste money
Paying to a private clinic
To dlo such things quicker.
Learners in a college,
Wait at the gate, restless,
To catch a patient.
When on eis caught,
They guide him to anice seat
And do; cleaning for two hours,
Clearing their doubts with the seniors.
How much blood and
Broken pieces of steeth we belch out
Into the bowl nearby.!
“ You’re a miser”,
My friends comments, but I don’t care.
When the bad breath of sputum,
From the student doctors breeze over me,
I keep cool on the cushion,
for I am there to salt away some money.
The girl-students pull out tooth with ease
but the boys struggle
with all their might and sweat,
making me feel proud
that my teeth have strong roots.
Their fight goes at times unruly
and so much blood will be oozing out.
“ Don’t worry. It just needs one or two stitches”, they say.
“ You carry on the postmortem”,
I would say with a slight smile.
They’d be shocked first
but smiling a little later.
Before they consult the doctors
to prescribe tablets,
those dental experts would be out.
But the budding doctors will not let me down.
They consult among themselves
and scribble something to
save me from ensuing fever.
If I gulp some water now,
it gushes out of my nostrils.
Yet I have so much love
for the young nice scholars.
After all they break the teeth at times
and not our hearts with looks of anger.
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Most of my friends from college became dental hygienists or went into retail, a lot went into sales. They all started getting married and having kids and buying homes and I was still living like a college student.
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Doctor's Day 2012
Most Doctors…
Try their best to heal;
Do not try to steal;
Use their ken to deal
With patient's problems and do feel!
All Doctors…
Are just humans too;
Try to be humane and do
Their duty with ethics due,
Upgrading knowledge new.
A few Doctors…
May make errors great;
May fleece patients poor;
May not perform to their best,
And earn a bad name for the rest!
Doctors…
Are a noble lot and lucky slot,
Whose toil is praised but soon forgot;
Sacrifice their life-times but cannot
Find time to check own health from rot!
Wish Doctors all, ‘A Happy Doctors Day! '
May they labour, come what may;
For their kind work, may God repay
With heaven, and bless them His way!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 29-05-2012
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A Tightwad Tooth Fairy Called Griselda
There was a tightwad tooth fairy
and Griselda was her name.
When you had your teeth out
and put them under the pillow
she would come along and pinch them
and leave nothing in return.
You would wake up in the morning;
look under your pillow for some dosh,
but under your pillow was empty there.
As you looked at the empty space,
you knew straight away
that Griselda the tightwad tooth fairy
had been about.
Complaints followed complaints
to fairly land
about this tightwad tooth fairy.
The fairy council
had never heard of such a thing.
A tightwad tooth fairy.
Oh, this could never be.
They had never had a case
of a tooth fairy leaving no money.
Something had to be done.
Griselda was called
and stood before the council
and asked to explain why
she was a tightwad
and left no money behind.
The miserly tooth fairy
thought for a moment.
She was saving some money
to buy herself a fairy yacht,
only it took a lot of teeth
to purchase one of them.
For her crimes,
she was sent to work with Santa’s Elves.
She sits in the toy factory
banging happily away,
because if the truth were known
she didn’t want to be a tooth fairy anyway.
5 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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I Really Mish My Teesh
I always looked after them whilst growing up,
Until I was about twelve years old,
Now at night they are stored in a cup,
The very thought of that leaves me so cold.
I started adulthood with 32 teeth,
All perfect in every way,
White on top, the same underneath,
Not one of them showed signs of decay.
I brushed them on occasion if I felt the need,
But mostly I left them alone,
Mainly after a bevy or perhaps a feed,
Main thing is they were all my own.
Dental hygiene was there but it wasn't great,
But so what, they weren't that bad,
Despite all the warnings I have to now state,
My attitude was totally mad.
I kept being told I had really bad breath,
But I never took heed of the link,
When they said in truth it smells of death,
I blamed it on the fags and the drink.
I ignored the warnings they were under attack,
A decision I would live to regret,
Before I knew it they were covered in plaque,
With oral problems I was now beset.
I kept getting toothache time and again,
It's an affliction that is truly ill gotten,
How did I manage to stand that pain,
Knowing it was my teeth, which were rotten.
The sweet things the booze and the cigarettes,
Had left my teeth in tatters,
It's entirely my fault as nobody forgets,
Looking after them should be all that matters.
I could no longer smile, as I felt so ashamed,
My teeth were worn out and black,
My gums were sore and terribly inflamed,
Too far gone to find a way back.
I couldn't enjoy my food any more,
Cold drinks were a thing of the past,
Eating anything had became such a chore,
I now wish I had made my teeth last.
Ailments are many when you choose not to brush,
Yet they can all be avoided with ease,
By cleaning every day you will keep them plush
You'll avoid the risk of disease.
Visit the dentist; it's never too late,
They will help you to keep your teeth pure,
Don't listen to those who say, its just fate,
When they're gone there's no miracle cure.
Your adult teeth are the last ones you'll get,
Make sure they stay healthy and clean,
If you treat them well you can safely bet,
You will keep them totally pristine.
It's easy to avoid future dental strife,
All you need do is take care,
You must accept that your teeth are for life,
Look after them and they'll always be there.
I watch them lying in a glass every night,
While I lie hear and suck on my quiche,
Being unable to chew will never feel right,
‘' I Really Mish My Teesh ‘'
Country Doctors
The quiet country doctors
Of many a country town,
Whose lives are spent to service bent,
With scant hope of renown
Those sturdy country doctors,
That walk the healer's way,
At beck and call of one and all
That pain be smoothed away.
Those patient country doctors,
That journey day and night
By country roads to far abodes
To ease some sufferer's plight;
Thro' fire and flood and tempest
They make their pilgrimage
To bring release and healing peace,
The comforters of age.
Those modern country doctors,
They do not advertise;
Surcease they bring for suffering
And hope to pain-filled eyes.
These be their ends to be man's friends,
And so they shape and plan,
Divorced from greed to serve man's need,
And give their lives to man.
Those quiet country doctors,
Unsung, unknown to fame,
Refusing none what may be done
In skilful healing's name
Philosophers, friends, mentors,
Thro' pain and death and birth,
And who shall say that such as they
Are not salt of the earth?
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Still Smoking a Rant
A cigarette will soothe away
the stress and troubles of the day.
That’s what the doctors used to say.
When I was young
When feel down and skies are grey
a smoke will drive the blues away.
That’s what the doctors used to say.
When I was young.
A smoke will help you work and play
and do no harm in any way
That’s what the doctors used to say.
When I was young.
New fads and fancies come along.
Without admitting they were wrong.
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.
If they were wrong why should we
believe their latest theory.
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.
Smokers die younger so they say
younger than who I ask today.
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.
I have smoked since I was ten,
part of my daily regimen.
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.
Presumably I should be dead.
If I believed the lies we’re fed
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.
The choice is yours to quit or smoke.
Myself I treat it as a joke.
The song the doctors sing today.
I am quite old
Both smokers and non smokers die
which I accept I don’t ask why
Despite the song the doctors sing.
I’m still smoking.
(7-Aug-07)
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Tooth And Nail
I'm tired of all this cheap talk
When you walk next to me
They say I ain't good enough for you
Why don't they come and tell me
When they see us out in the night
They can't wait to tear us apart
Now I hear them saying lovin' you ain't right
Well they'd better be ready 'cause honey I'll be there
I will fight tooth and nail
Count on me, I will not fail you
I will fight tooth and nail
They say I'm always breaking promises
And I'm just fooling with you
Then they try and come between the two of us
Man, that's a bad thing to do
I can say I had more than enough
But I ain't gonna take it too hard
I said hey, they want to play rough
Well let's see who backs down when the trouble starts
I will fight tooth and nail
Count on me, I will not fail you
I will fight tooth and nail
Come on try me, I won't give in
They take advantage, but they can't win
I'll be your man, baby, wait and see
Ain't nobody, nobody take your love from me
I will fight tooth and nail
I was wrong, I will not fail you
I will fight tooth and nail
I'll be your man, baby, wait and see
Ain't nobody, nowhere take your love away from me
I will fight tooth and nail
Count on me, I will not fail you
I will fight tooth and nail
Right now, tooth and nail
I am waiting for the fight
Tooth and nail
Right now, c'mon, tooth and nail
Right now, tooth and nail
C'mon, tooth and nail
Ah fight
Tooth and nail
Right now, c'mon, tooth and nail
C'mon, right now, tooth and nail
song performed by by Foreigner
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The Dentist’s
Your mouth hurts inside for the pain comes from the teeth,
Pain is destructive to the teeth, its gums are bleeding;
Must we learn further help and admiration, or just weep?
First, the aching stops and then the dentist stops,
We all feel murdered, but why?
Firstly, mouths are meant for munching, fully chomping
The food residing in the head, feeding the brain as fast as it can;
We are not dentists, but full doctors, but full nurses,
As hospitals go, we stand firm on our teeth chattering away in the cold.
We felt absurd knowing your teeth.
The main worry was when it made me squirm, and then burn,
Too late, the drill was performed, with too much work,
And that was purity and goodness in the process,
For me, for me, and for those who call themselves the dentist.
We do find teeth a chore, always to be restored.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Blood, Shit And Cum
Take my money," Is all I think.
He looks at the earring.
"Fag," he mumbles.
I don't mind.
He's fat.
No one likes him.
Life's too short.
I pass a table of black girls
With short hair.
They look like men.
They all look the same.
I can hear the strobe now,
It's loud.
And the music's too bright.
I look for my friends,
But I can't remember if I came alone
Or not.
Doesn't matter though.
There's hundreds of people
Who have waited all their lives,
No doubt,
To be my friend.
And as I near the bar
I see two persons
Eating each other's faces.
I bark to the bartender.
He gives me a placebo.
I'm "so young," he tells me,
"To be here."
I nod and swallow the bland drink.
Then I stumble several times
Near a crowd,
And they think I'm a good dancer.
I hear a girl tell another girl
That some girl she knows
Watched a girl
Puke in the toilet.
I smile in their general direction.
The good-looking one comes over
And bites my cheek.
It hurts,
And I start to
Hit her.
But she's grinning,
And I can see my blood on her teeth.
And I pull her to me.
"My place or yours?"
"The gutter will be fine,"
she confesses.
As we walk out,
She takes another bite from my cheek,
And I smile at the fat man
By the door.
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Money
Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!
Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks
Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it
Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn
Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any
What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!
12/4/09
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Milk Teeth Miracles
my daughter
asks when we are out
can we visit
the toy shop
and oh the joy
in her eyes
with a yes reply
as she scans
all assembled boxes
latest arrivals
desire to possess
is in her heart
but she will not
ask only dream
appreciate
time of viewing
my daughter
would rather
I bought her
the latest
beautiful Barbie doll
complete
with accessories
selection of beautiful dresses
beautiful in boxes
rather
than I soft
blow
precious
wisdom seeds
to the winds
my daughter
plans to save up
all her money
magical gift money
the tooth fairy
in soft night love
leaves under
her pillow
for next lost
tooth ivory
wonder
milk teeth
gaps
smile up
grow
each tooth
under middle
of her pillow
firmly
sleep
guarded
joy
morning
showing
crisp
new mint
gift
money
waiting
smiling
her plan
to magic money
save up
to purchase
her dream doll
love seed sows
teases
pleases
maturity
teaches
while I prepare
leaving
to hang up quill
to fill the till
to shower dreams
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No. 9
Take my money,"
Is all I think.
He looks at the earring.
"Fag," he mumbles.
I don't mind.
He's fat.
No one likes him.
Life's too short.
I pass a table of black girls
With short hair.
They look like men.
They all look the same.
I can hear the strobe now,
It's loud.
And the music's too bright.
I look for my friends,
But I can't remember if I came alone
Or not.
Doesn't matter though.
There's hundreds of people
Who have waited all their lives,
No doubt,
To be my friend.
And as I near the bar
I see two persons
Eating each other's faces.
I bark to the bartender.
He gives me a placebo.
I'm "so young," he tells me,
"To be here."
I nod and swallow the bland drink.
Then I stumble several times
Near a crowd,
And they think I'm a good dancer.
I hear a girl tell another girl
That some girl she knows
Watched a
Girl
Puke in the toilet.
I smile in their general direction.
The good-looking one comes over
And bites my cheek.
It hurts,
And I start to
Hit her.
But she's grinning,
And I can see my blood on her teeth.
And I pull her to me.
"My place or yours?"
"The gutter will be fine," she confesses.
As we walk out,
She takes another bite from my cheek,
And I smile at the fat man
By the door.
Transcrita por Sorrento
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Tooth & Nail
Im tired of all this cheap talk
When you walk next to me
They say I aint good enough for you
Why dont they come and tell me
When they see us out in the night
They cant wait to tear us apart
Now I hear them saying lovin you aint right
Well theyd better be ready cause honey Ill be there
I will fight tooth and nail
Count on me, I will not fail you
I will fight tooth and nail
They say Im always breaking promises
And Im just fooling with you
Then they try and come between the two of us
Man, thats a bad thing to do
I can say I had more than enough
But I aint gonna take it too hard
I said hey, they want to play rough
Well lets see who backs down when the trouble starts
I will fight tooth and nail
Count on me, I will not fail you
I will fight tooth and nail
Come on try me, I wont give in
They take advantage, but they cant win
Ill be your man, baby, wait and see
Aint nobody, nobody take your love from me
I will fight tooth and nail
I was wrong, I will not fail you
I will fight tooth and nail
Ill be your man, baby, wait and see
Aint nobody, nowhere take your love away from me
I will fight tooth and nail
Count on me, I will not fail you
I will fight tooth and nail
Right now, tooth and nail
I am waiting for the fight
Tooth and nail
Right now, cmon, tooth and nail
Right now, tooth and nail
Cmon, tooth and nail
Ah fight
Tooth and nail
Right now, cmon, tooth and nail
Cmon, right now, tooth and nail
song performed by by Foreigner
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Blood In My Eyes
1. woke up this morning, feeling blue,
Seen a good-lookin girl, can I make love with you?
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
2. I went back home, put on my tie,
Gonna get that girl that money that money will buy.
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
3. she looked at me, begin to smile,
Said, hey, hey, man, cant you wait a little while?
No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
Got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
Instrumental
4. no, no, mama, I cant wait,
You got my money, now youre trying to break this date.
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
5. I tell you something, tell you the facts,
You dont want me, give my money back.
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
Instrumental
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Ambition
They brought the mighty chief to town;
They showed him strange, unwonted sights;
Yet as he wandered up and down,
He seemed to scorn their vain delights.
His face was grim, his eye lacked fire,
As one who mourns a glory dead;
And when they sought his heart's desire:
"Me like'um tooth same gold," he said.
A dental place they quickly found.
He neither moaned nor moved his head.
They pulled his teeth so white and sound;
They put in teeth of gold instead.
Oh, never saw I man so gay!
His very being seemed to swell:
"Ha! ha!" he cried, "Now Injun say
Me heap big chief, me look like hell."
poem by Robert William Service
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A Pair Of Smiling Teeth
A pair of smiling teeth, took me by suprise
One miserable november day
Caught by the light that shone from those pearly whites
I was at once diminished in sight
Sore, knocked to the floor
Once bitten twice shy
The smiling teeth bit into my thigh
And then jumped into my bag
They appeared in several anonymous photographs on their own
The smiling teeth arrive without a face
And kept bugging me
Though they remained silent (mostly)
They occasionally snapped back
Like a pair of castanets
The smiling teeth were not easy to forget
The smile was penetrating and fixed
A sinister smile
A horrible monstrous hungry happiness
That pressed down on me from afar
Even when the teetb were trapped in a jar
And thrown out to sea
I could feel that smile pressing down on me
My thin lined lips were beginning to curve at the edges
My teeth pushed through the chaos of my serious state
Until a fix grin emerged from my chin to cheek
So fixed was the grin I lost the power of speech
Nor could I eat no more
That smile those smiling teeth had possessed me
Like a fake hollywood smile on a cheap boardwalk of fame
I smiled an eternal full toothed smile
I never spoke again
poem by Yvette Smith
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With Teeth
But she will not let you go
But this time Im not coming back
She will not let you go
But this time Im not coming back
Keeps holding on
She will not let you go
Keeps holding on and on
She will not let you go
No, no, no, no, no!
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
I cannot go through this again /x8
No, no, no, no, no!
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
Youve finally found the place where you belong
It comes on strong
She makes you hard
The rules have changed, the line begins to blur
To what you were
Wave goodbye
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
And it runs deeper than you dare to dream it could be
The black seal
She makes you better than anything youve tried
Its in her kiss
She comes along
She gets inside
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Doctor's Day In India
Though once a year comes Doctor's Day,
Let us celebrate it;
‘A noble profession', all say;
Accolades, let's befit.
All doctors must improve health-care
Of world's sick/suffering souls;
Let doctors toil for sick-welfare,
Assuming varied roles.
The world needs better doctors more -
A dedicated lot;
They form the health-providers core -
A sacrificing slot!
May doctors work most selflessly;
May patients benefit;
May doctors serve them faultlessly,
And heal all, bit by bit!
poem by John Celes
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