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Wednesday, 04 November 2015


By Henry Lowenstern

When my dentist pulled the tooth
from my jaw, down to its roots,
he left a gap
in my dental map
that has become of little use.

Posted by Ronni Bennett at 05:30 AM | Permalink | Email this post


Wrong, Henry, wrong. Any small piece of food from broccoli to hard candy will
wedge perfectly in the new
storage space in your mouth.
I know.

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