Poetry by DaLovePoet

Paw And The Mudlick Holler Dentist


It was gettin' mighty hard
fer Paw to chaw his vittles.
So Maw sent Paw to get some teeth
from the dentist, Bubba Tittles.

Paw set up a monsterous howl,
and he argued and ballyhooed.
He didn't want no wooden teeth
a splinterin' up his food.

But Paw went hoppin' down the road
when Maw grabbed her sweepin' broom.
Maw said she'd give him some splinters
where he ought not to have them bloom.

Bubba checked Paw's wide-open mouth
and took out his whittlin' knife.
He told Paw he'd fix him up,
and to thank his kindly wife.

Poor Paw when he come home,
he could hardly speak a word.
Every time he'd try to shout,
a splinter would come shootin' out!

Dedicated to the folks in Mudlick Holler

DaLovePoet

© 2001 Mike Diaz (All rights reserved)
2/13/01