‘All Hail your Kindness’

So much for being Algea's dissonant minion, you took

It to an enitirely new level with needles and hooks

And scalpels and forceps, all that you're not allowed on board

But you Mr.Dentist magnificently hoard

With a dishonest consideration to my mental state

You took me slave, your expertise at stake

The sharp edges you fondle with ease

My oesophagus dries, sweat on my temple crease

Your animated moves, ominous and precise

Your alabaster intentions, but I'm to pay the price

My mind goes credulously numb even before my gums

The sting ever so little, I wonder if it'll suffice

Anaethesia in my mouth, I'm strapped, trapped right in place

The discerning globe of light and Mr Dentist above my face

The instruments exchange hands, the guaze methodically prepared

The last three words before apocalypse, "Hey!Don't be scared!"

The drill comes buzzing, and so is my head, black spots are all I see

Thousand paces towards hell is where's the dentist's seat

My mouth a'gape, things in and out, but I swear that I don't feel

As Fairy claims my tooth with pride, I think, what was the big deal?

It's all in the mind, they always say, the dentist overhyped

As some monster of the yore, but he's actually the nice type

He thrusts the gauze into my mouth, and displays the damaged root

I wonder what's this hullabaloo over extracting one's tooth

In time he'll construct a silicon bed, next visit to be paid

Three months from now, my personal selection of date

When free I am, I thank him much, as he pens me a list

Painkillers for a first week of labour, and bristles delicate

"Try not to plug the cavity, be careful when you masticate

A tryst with plaque is never sweet, infections accelerate"

A week from then, I realised in vain, the painless show is fake

When anaesthesia evaporates, no matter what meds you take

You'll pray you never even had any teeth, your swollen face in gloom

You push the tasteless sticky rice, and curse the hurtful spoon

So all you fellas, with unstable teeth, care for, before it's late

Even though I'd agree, getting a kind dentist is a matter of fate!