#350
Diazepam
With terror, fear and trepidation,
I approach my next oblation.
Terrified of the dentist's drill,
Wishing I could call in ill,
I quake and shake and take a pill.
I mutter countless imprecations,
With demonic implications,
Call my teeth abominations,
Briefly think of amputation.
Thankful now for medication,
Which has kicked in really fast;
Please Dear God just let it last.
Amen