A limerick a week #5

The tooth will out …

Extempore verse composed in honour of my Ice Cream Buddy on the relinquishment of her wisdom teeth:

Her dentist was pleased to advise her
That from canine right through to incisor
Her teeth were just fine
But that now was the time
For her molars to become “none the wiser”!





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😎 Former scientist, now graduated to a life of leisure; Family man (which may surprise the family - it certainly surprises him); Likes cycling and old-fashioned B&W film photography; Dislikes greasy-pole-climbing 'yes men'; Thinks Afterlife (previously known as Thea Gilmore) should be much better known than she is; Values decency over achievement.

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