Guess who went to the dentist today?
And now, if I want, I can’t have my say.
My tongue isn’t up to much co-operation,
But at least it’s good at spreading some elation.
I can’t speak, if I try, I slur.
And my face looks like an old chestnut burr.
(Hairy and swollen, is what I here mean,
Not filled with nut or brown and green.)
What’s up? They ask and I try to answer:
“I went to the dentisht”, a hilarity enhancer.
To top off this fun train, I have a friend,
Who is a linguist; you can see how this’ll end.
We had a talk and she, being funny,
Made me say sibilants like in “test” and “sunny”.
Never before have I witnessed someone crack up
By these words “screen, list, closeup.”
I guess the good side is that laugh is contagious,
I forgot the ache and that’s advantageous.