The World's Wickedest Dentist

I recline in her chair

Thinking life isn't fair

As I try to prepare

For the ultimate scare

She digs deep in that hole

She can no longer fill

I'm caught in the clutches of Mrs Drill

While my racing heart beats

I'm admitting defeat

Regret thousands of sweets

Cakes and sugary treats

'Cause inflicting great pain

Always gives her a thrill

I'm caught in the clutches of Mrs Drill

She holds open my mouth

It's a wrestling bout

Though I yell, scream and shout

My tooth needs taking out

She says "This shouldn't hurt"

But I know that it will

I'm caught in the clutches of Mrs Drill

Now she’s numbing my gum

And enjoying her fun

With the worst yet to come

I cry “I want my Mum!”

Instruments in her hand

Closing in for the kill

I'm caught in the clutches of Mrs Drill...