University of Southern California School of Dentistry - El Molaro (Los Angeles, CA)

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AT THE DENIS by John Lennon Madam: I have a hallowed tooth that suffer me grately. Sir: Sly down in that legchair, madam and open your gorble wide — your mouth is all but toothless. Madam: Alad! I have eight tooth remaining (eight tooth left). Sir: Then you have lost eighty-three. Madam : Impossyble. Sir: Everydobby knows there ' s four decisives, two canyons, and ten grun- dies, which makes thirsty-two in all. Madam: But I have done everything to save my tooth. Sir: Perhumps! but to no avague. Madam: Ah! why did I not insult you sooner? Sir: Too late, it must be now or neville. Madam: You will pull it out for me then? Sir: No, madman, I will excrete it. Madam: But that is very painfull. Sir: Let me see it — Crack! there it be, madarce. Madam: But sir, I wish to keep (was anxious to keep) that tooth. Sir: It was all black and moody, and the others are too. Madam: Mercy — I will have none to eat with soon. Sir: A free Nasty Heath set is good, and you will look thirty years jungle. Madam: (Aside) Thirty years jungle; (Aloud) Sir I am no catholic, pull out all my stumps. Sir: O.K. Gummy.