Sitting in my chair
Sighing with despair
Can you fix me?
Can you do a repair?
Just two teeth he has
A thing of the past
Gleaming dentures
I deliver
So life moves on
Come what may
He gets to crunch
Another day

©Vivian Zems


Posted for dVerse Poets – Quadrille Monday #46 ~ CRUNCH.  Hosted by De Jackson.