Oops Poem by Margaret Cox

Oops



Jon-Jo Mclean was visiting the Dentist again
His face all swollen up with toothache pain
Sitting in thought in the Dentists clever chair
He thought he’d have fun while he was there.

Waiting awhile as his tooth was sorted out
The gentle Dentist’s care was never in doubt.
Reaching down he pressed the button there
And immediately his body shot up in the air.

Pressing another he dropped down a few feet
But then jerked upright in the playful seat
Another quick press and he was laid out flat
A touch on the pedal and up he suddenly sat.

The confused Dentist jumped out of the way
As naughty Jon-Jo McLean enjoyed the play
Head tilted back, now shooting up and down
Legs high in the air, he really went to town.

By then the suffering chair had felt enough
With an almighty heave and a great big puff
It rumbled in anger and roared loudly in pain
As out through the ceiling went Jon-Jo Mclean.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sidi Mahtrow 09 May 2011

Jon-o Mclean thought his pain was ended But on opening his mail he was again suspended For there, for all to see Was a bill reflecting history. So much for the needle and novicane A trivial amount to ease his pain, And a charge for the silver filling now in place Which eased the pain in his face, But there was an additional charge to be paid Seems a chair needed to be rewired (The amount seemed equal that of the new boat That now kept the dentist safely afloat!) Jon-o Mclean felt the pain That struck his wallet, for shame! s

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