“The dentist will see you now.”

“Oh no, I’m too young to go.”

“Don’t be sad.

It isn’t so bad.”

“You’re wrong.

You must be mad.”

I thought about dashing out the door,

But I tripped and landed on the floor.

The hygienist motioned me in the room.

I felt a sudden sense of doom.

“Oh my word,” said the hygienist.

“You really need to see the dentist.”

“You’re wrong.

I need to say so long.”

My appointment lasted for an hour.

Afterwards, I felt like needing a shower.

I was sweating bullets through the whole ordeal.

Being at the dentist, has no appeal.

As it turned out, my teeth weren’t very bad.

The dentist said, “You should be glad.

You only have two cavities today.”

I then shouted, “Hip, hip, hooray.”

“You’ll need to have two shiny fillings.

Make an appointment and I’ll begin the drilling.

I suddenly felt enormous gloom

As I left the dental room.

At least I have two weeks to think

Which should give me time to see a shrink.