On taking a 15-month old to the dentist
I took Clay to the pediatric dentist for his first-ever check up. In honor of the occasion, I humbly submit the following haiku:
Your tiny teeth gnash
onto rubber-clad fingers.
I hear loud wailing.
And fodder for such artistic expression cost me a mere $121.
Your tiny teeth gnash
onto rubber-clad fingers.
I hear loud wailing.
And fodder for such artistic expression cost me a mere $121.
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