Dental Dana 32

The older I get, the prettier things are.

Dental Dana
Got me thinking,
Every time I see her
I get rapid eye blinking,
She's so damned radiant
A pleasure to behold,
Except for one little thing;
She says I'm too old.

But I can't help it
When she peers at my teeth,
Doing a critique of my brushing
And the plaque underneath,
Amidst the environs
In my oral cavity,
Meanwhile, I'm pondering
Immoral depravity.

Oh, Dental Dana
You're the bomb, Baby Blue,
But now, I have to run
Because she's coming with the glue.

Fibril_late;
10/1/14