Wasps And Bees
By Frank A. Roberts
Don’t you remember when I was young
Wasps and bees I sure got stung
Cut my finger and scraped my knees
And hollyhock flowers made me sneeze
Tore my pants and shirt buttons lost
Barefoot in summer, cold hands from frost
Penny candy is what children ate
Never knowing our ultimate fate
The drill goes down and I start to moan
And big vibrations, just smell that bone
No pain killers used in those old days
If you don’t cry dad’s dime is all it pays
The dentist was kind and very willing
Alice you can mix your own filling
Can’t eat for an hour so the silver can set
Mom say not for awhile any candy you get
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