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As I sat on the dentists chair
I grant my last prayer
I hope he doesn't have a drill
if he does,
hopefully he is due on his electricity drill
I hope he doesn't have a tight schedule
so that he doesn't loose his cool
visiting the dentist is no fun
after that he might ban you from eating a bun
Teachers are the best They are the ones who taught you math They are the ones who taught me to write They are the ones who got me the interest of math Without them we all would be nothing We should be
