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The Dental Treatment Silvern A toothache began with a zing. A sharp little pain on a string. It pulsed like a drum. Making eating quite glum, Caused the poor fellow to cling. The dentist arrived with a drill. That whirring gave him a chill. The dentist instructed, "Open wide now. " With a menacing bow, Prepared to perform quite a kill. The filling went in with a snap, A temporary painless wrap. But the numbness wore thin. And the throbbing set in. Back to pain for a terrible nap. PROMPT: ANYTHING DENTAL-RELATED |