Absence

When she said "This might hurt a bit"
Unhappy in the dentist's chair I did sit.

But now, there's no pain. It's so easy.
I hand her my teeth, never feel queasy.

The drill can rasp, screech and grind -
 From three feet away I don't mind.

Broken, my new teeth are in China
I hope not sent by slow boat or liner

I think they were flown by air mail
To be returned quickly, without fail.

I know that false teeth can be a boon.
Please? Can I have them back – soon.