I just got braces! They put them on last year.
Before I sat down in that chair I felt a surge of fear.
The doctor had some gooey past, like playdoh, or like clay.
Before he put it in my mouth I thought I heard him say....
"Your teeth are going sideways, and now I'll take some molds,
So just still and wait a while and do as you are told!"
He put the goop against my teeth, I thought that I would puke.
And then he did the bottom teeth...I think he was a kook!!
He got some wire, got some glue, and then began his work.
It hurt so bad, the poking did, so I thought, "He's such a jerk!"
Then after an hour or two, of painful jabs and cuts.
I looked into the mirror and said, "You are such a nut!"
He looked and me confused, and gave me some papers.
They said I had to stay away from hard candy and capers.
I read it over carefully and then came to a stop!
I couldn't have no bubble gum?! To chew or to pop?!?!
I threw the papers on the ground and said, "I hate these things!"
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