Sharon Jane Lansbury
Henry Wilmer at the Dentist
Henry Wilmer rose one day
to find that he, to his dismay,
had something wrong with his back tooth,
a broken filling to tell the truth.
He hurried to the breakfast table
where he sat with his Aunt Mabel.
He took a bite out of his toast,
and munched it where it hurt the most!
He screamed aloud, his mouth was wide,
his finger pointed deep inside:
Auntie Mabel looked to see
that Henry’s filling had broken free.
Henry thought without a doubt,
his troublesome tooth must be pulled out!
Auntie Mabel frowned and sighed:
‘The dentist’s drill must be applied! ’
Henry hid beneath a chair
but Auntie Mabel found him there,
she caught him gruffly by his ear,
she smiled at him, and called him ‘dear.’
And then their coats and hats went on,
and in a moment they were gone:
They waited for a big red bus
and Henry Wilmer made a fuss!
Said Auntie Mabel: ‘It won’t hurt!
But Henry’s tears dripped down his shirt.
The bus came chugging up the street
and henry was put into a seat.
He wailed aloud! He thumped his knees!
The conductor said: ‘Your tickets, please.’
Auntie Mabel paid the fare
and took a brush to Henry’s hair.
She dragged him off the Number Three
when they had reached the surgery,
then clinging to the garden gate,
Henry got into a state:
He then collapsed onto the floor
and was dragged in through the door!
The nurse looked up in great surprise
on hearing Henry Wilmer’s cries!
‘The dentist will see you now.’ she said,
and Henry wished he’s stayed in bed:
Auntie Mabel led the way
and Henry Wilmer went astray:
He hid behind some shrubbery
and feeling safe, whom did he see?
The dentist, nurse and Auntie Mabel,
he’d run away if he were able!
Strapped into the dental chair
with Auntie Mabel standing there!
‘Now open wide, ’ the dentist said.
Henry Wilmer was playing dead!
Finally his lips were parted
and work on Henry’s tooth had started,
the dentist said, ‘no need for fear,
the problem here is very clear:
However, for your information,
there are some signs of inflammation.
No need to pull this tooth, ’ he said:
‘A filling will do the job instead.’
Henry’s mouth was then stuffed full
of rounded balls of cotton wool;
a hole was drilled, it was quite chilling,
and then repaired with silver filling.
‘Now fill your mouth with this pink mixture,
and spit into that basin fixture.’
Henry Wilmer was a twit:
The dentist didn’t hurt a bit!
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