On a visit to the dentist
I sat in the chair,
my legs stretched open.
The doctor chided,
“You keep your mouth open, not your legs!”
Next day when I claimed for insurance,
wondered why I was billed so high
for a single tooth.
With truth in my hand,
I confronted the doctor,
found out why he had billed more.
Said he that two patients
waiting for their turn
left his clinic scared at my yelling;
and so he charged me three times.
Soon my wisdom tooth began to ache.
Vowed I then never to lose
my wisdom again.