For the past few days I've been suffering from a toothache. It hasn't been too bad, but the throbing pain has been keeping me awake. So I find myself at 2:38am unable to sleep. Therefore I decided to write and dedicate a poem to my toothache.
Root Canal:
French fries, Ice cream, and pumpkin pie.
Extravagant stews.
Milk
Pancakes, and even a few soups.
I'm pretty sure that you loved these foods too.
I tried 1200 milograms, you tried it too.
Vicodin was refused.
15 years ago
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