So good of you to see me, Dr. Jones.
Of course, sit down; long day, please rest your bones.
You’ve seen my x-rays, what’s your prognosis?
Not too close, doc, you have halitosis.
Root canals, bridge, caps and restoration.
Twenty thou? Excuse my hesitation.
Oh, that does not include the root canals?
No problem, I can see one of your pals.
My lack of color, quick pulse worry you?
You fear I might die and my wife will sue?
That will not happen ’til you’ve earned your fee.
Your bill will be my family’s legacy.
(Written for dVersePoets, Open Link Night 89, March 26, 2013.)