The Living Teeth

A poem by Dr. Mark Zeidman

When I think about teeth
I think they could be like people.

Can they dance?
No, but they can wiggle.
Are they sad?
Only when they have a cavity!

Do they miss the baby teeth?
Probably.
Do they like each other?
Molars stick together.

Why are they so they dumb?
Because the wisdom teeth are removed.
Why are they so bright?
Because they are white!