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My friends and I appreciate Our dentist, Doctor Maik M. Strait. He stands there with his knowing stare Each time we crawl into his chair. He cleans our teeth with special goo. Why, he even cleans the back sides, too. Then he gives us special tips On how to brush inside our lips. Oh! Cavities! When he finds one, He grabs the phone! Dials 911! Crowds line the streets so they can see A cavity emergency. If there's one thing I must keep still It's Dr. Strait's annoying drill. To keep it quiet there is one way, Just floss and brush teeth every day! So we admire our Doctor Strait. Yes, even when he makes us wait. Without these dentists we might be, A gummy toothless society. —Grandpa Tucker |
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