Introduction

....a toothsome tale.

Conversation Piece

I leaned back in the dentist's chair
And felt a perfect fool.
A gurgling drain hung on my lip,
Two lumps of cotton wool
Were stuck between my cheek and gum,
My throat was full of drool.

"This is a busy week" he said,
"With children home from school."

"Aargh, shog imblag" was my reply.
He seized his picking tool...
"And mine are looking forward
To our brand new swimming pool.
Of course, they must wear rubber rings.
That is a golden rule."

"Wash gosh a bloun, I answered him,
"Wash gosh a bloun a shool."

Copyright; Joe Pamanian