I’m chewing as fast as my tooth will let me.

Toothless

Once upon a dinner dreary,

as I tried to chew my food and nearly,

lost the only tooth that I had left.

I sat in front of tasty beef stew,

wondering where my teeth had gone to,

feeling so bereaved and so bereft.

I fear the only choice to con-clude,

now it’s only soup and soft foods,

and anything that I can predigest.

That’s all now.

Just Thinkin’