An Interview

I was called for an interview
For the position of Dental Assistant.
It's really funny on that particular night
I dreamed that I punched some President
On his face in an unknown country
And his Molars were broken.
I was scared at the intervierw
And the Doctor smiled of his pure white denture
That resembles the dream President?

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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