A boy sits in a dentist's chair, not wanting to be there,
The buzz of drills, the suction noise, the sounds no one enjoys
The dentist stands over his head, just scraping till there's red
Six different shapes of metal hooks invading his mouth's nooks.
When suddenly through aching gums, a stupid question comes -
Where should he look while sitting there, in which way should he stare?
Look blankly out into the space, survey the dentist's face,
Or close his eyes, and try to rest? what do you do, my guests?
This week's games are an odd selection;
Interesting ideas that don't need much direction;
Don't let the language give you any hesitation:
Graphics, not the words, are the point of these creations
These games are tough; they need coordination,
But original enough to get through the frustation.
At the end of the dinner, things start to get troubling,
The trouble that starts with a simple tax doubling.
Not "how much to tip them?", not "what is enough?"
That part is the simplest, it's not very tough.
The question today that to me just occurred -
Are credit cards fine, or are cash tips preferred??
I've pondered this little, just doing what's easy,
But costing the waiters would make me feel queasy.
Have any of you ever waited or bussed?
Can you shine some light on this small simple fuss?
It's so strange, it can be so surreal,
How a letter in the mail can make you feel;
A simple note, just a memory from the past,
A friend you haven't seen while a decade's passed;
Smiling all week, almost feeling kind of giddy,
Causing me to pause and write this short lil' ditty
I guess that's all i have to say for now -
I'll put this entry up and get back to feeding cows.
The worst has now happened, it's such a disaster
My name's used for spam by some evil postmaster!
The bounced mail has started, the flow does not ebb
What can i do to crawl out of this web???
I now just await the result of this scam,
The loud angry emails from those "I" have spammed
But what are my options? how do i fight back?
I don't even know whom to find and attack.