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A Conversation Between Two Dentists in Shakespearean Sonnet.
Have you seen this X-Ray Mr. Zombast?
It seems this lady’s tooth must be pulled out,
We must fit a denture, I’ll make a cast.
But the rot is in deep, there’ll be pain no doubt.
I’m tempted to use the quarter inch drill.
The quarter inch drill? Are you sure that’s wise,
There’ll be blood and a massive hole to fill.
I’d use the pliers to grip and to prise.
You may be right but I’ll knock her out deep
With her out cold I prefer it that way
And I’ll look up her skirt while she’s asleep,
I’ve seen some strange delights there I can say.
I know a trick that might quicken the pace,
You stand on her neck while I kick her face.
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