The Orthodontist’s Anthem
Brackets here and brackets there,
Elastics flying through the air.
Patient says, “I wore them tight…”
Instagram says otherwise at night.
Archwires bending, torque in play,
Yet the canine still won’t obey.
Ceph tracing at 2 AM,
Coffee stronger than self-esteem.
“Open bite? We’ll close it soon!”
Three months later: see you in June.
Class II, Class III, crowding too,
Every malocclusion says, “Surprise for you!”
Parents ask, “Will braces pain?”
Patient answers through the chain:
“I can’t chew chips, I can’t eat corn,
Honestly, I miss being born.”
Retainers lost for the fifth straight week,
“But doctor… my dog thought it was meat.”
You make another, deep inside dead,
Still professionally nod your head.
Yet somehow when the smile appears,
Perfect after all those years,
Orthodontists stand there proud and wise…
While calculating pending EMI’s..
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