Let me count the ways I love you
Your familiar whisper near my ear
The soothing hiss of what’s to come
Your sweet, alluring scent entices.
I swoon to your charms
Champagne of gases
As bright, white light draws down from above
The dental drill may whine and push against me
Yet I fear it not, nor gird my loins.
Enforcer of joy, how can you be denied?
I breathe you in and all is good, life is good
I love everyone, especially my dear dentist. Always have…

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Yet Nitrous Knight, we’ve had our ups and downs
You were dificult to get to know, at first
We’d spin and float and soar and whoosh, on high
Uncalibrated, as with med students who kidnap and experiment with you
God knows how I kept my mouth open, my dignity intact –
Too high a dose, they said.
You also let me down in childbirth
I slammed your mask against my face
To no avail
But a bruised nose
And a daughter in distress
Too low a dose, they said.
Your jokes aren’t always funny.
Still, it’s no party without you.
Ups and downs are part of life.
Years later now, you make that baby laugh
My happy friend.
She spins your praises too
Same dentist, same chair, same you.
I could use some happy gas right now…can one self-administer without the dentist or doctor?! 😀
Oh dear! Hugs to you. Students at Sydney uni used to steal it from the hospital for parties. I recommend champagne instead. 🙂
What an uncommon choice of subject!
Composed under the influence, at the dentist.
“I love everyone, especially my dear dentist. Always have…”
Oh the improprieties of being under the influence 😀 I’ve never “enjoyed” laughing gas, but I’ve heard many funny stories!
My darling dentist is old enough to be my father, have known him for years and we laugh at each other’s jokes. Thank God the stuff wears off quickly!
Oh…okay. I thought perhaps it was a comment made after they administered the laughing gas 😀 I’ve heard of some pretty decent whoppers!
Perhaps I did say embarrassing things but can’t remember? 🙂 Ignorance, as well as happy gas, is bliss!
Ha ha!
Lucky your dentist isn’t young and looks like mine! lol
btw – Happy gas and I have a love-hate relationship. It loves me – my body hates it. And yet with each childbirth I still succumbed…
Your dentist sounds like my gastroenterologist, not fair!
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