Heartbreak and Toothache
An unhappy marriage is like a bad tooth;
At first you ignore the obvious truth:
Something is wrong; it's causing you pain,
But you have no time to consult your brain.
So you take a pill -or have a drink or three,
Hoping to relieve your agony;
But the pain escalates until one day,
You realise it's not going away;
You're gripped with a feeling of horror and fear,
It can't be saved, that much is clear!
You reach a decision, there's no other course:
Have the tooth pulled -or get a divorce!
Hugh
Sun 25th Aug 2019 10:00
This poem of yours must never be removed,
A filling to your entries ,definitely approved.
"Heartbreak and Toothache,"can be described as brill,
Have the tooth pulled out succumb to the drill.