The Dentist

Tomorrow I go to the dentist, to get my teeth fixed,
I hope it's not a lot of problems, around my mouth can be mixed.

Going to this appointment, it's always something to dread.
I always got to remember, I am lucky that I am not dead.

It only takes an hour, to hear the bad news.
I don't think for one minute, the dentist will be amused.

It's not something I fear, It's annoying as hell.
I'll go with a positive attitude, with my complaints to tell.

I know that I will have to go back, which is what I do not want.
More work will need to be done, I know the dentist will not taunt.

Once it's done and over, I then will feel proud.
Just one thing taken care of, and then I'll take a bow