I’m chewing as fast as my tooth will let me.
Posted by Kirk M on 17 Nov 2007 | Tagged as: Getting older, Just Foolin
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.
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