The Dentist Poem by Lilyann Monahan

The Dentist



I'm going to the dentist,
I know most dread this place,
but I love it so much, I can't explain,
It puts a smile right on my face.
It's relaxing to listen to music,
and the tools, they bring me joy,
and the new toothbrush that they give me,
is better than getting a toy.

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