She
sat down in the dentist’s chair,
She tee-heed and she giggled;
And
every time the dentist spoke,
She twisted, laughed and wriggled.
“Oh
dear, tee-hee,” she laughed again,
“Tee-hee, tee-hee”, I wonder
If
it will hurt? The dentist looked
Somewhat akin to thunder.
“Tee-hee,
tee-hee, shall I take gas?
Tee-hee, tee-hee,” she giggled;
And
when the dentist sat her down
She laughed some more and wriggled.
“I
never took gas in my life,”
She tee-heed loud and bolder;
“Tee-hee, O,
my, O dear, tee-hee!”
“You won’t need much,” he told her.
c.
Nov. 4, ‘05
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