He Saved His Neck

Denis the dentist was biting the bullet
The canine was rotten, he’d just have to pull it
The man in the chair wouldn’t like the prognosis
He prayed it would not be his last diagnosis

Cavity Depravity

The dentist with his chair and drill
Can make you shudder; feel quite ill
So next time you must visit there
Munch garlic first and perm his hair!

The Walls Are Closing In

Cedric the red brick is sad as can be
Since settling down how he longs to be free
His mortarfication began when he wed
So now he gets plastered each night before bed