A fiery young woman "pulled out" a wisdom tooth
and from the pains the voices were heard in Crete.
He went to the dentist to relieve the pain.
and the unfortunate woman almost became pregnant.
The first time he looked her straight in the eyes
and the imagination galloped down other paths.
Then he helped her up onto the chair.
and he invoked God and Saint Thekla.
"Open your mouth," he said sweetly.
the one who really was a poisonous wasp.
She obeyed him, what could the poor woman do?
Wouldn't any intelligent person do this?
He was caressing her sore gums.
and a current reached deep into the marrow.
"But what do I see, my daughter, a tooth has been knocked out"
and quite by accident he touched her juicy breasts.
"Doctor, I'm here for a wisdom tooth."
"and you're probing from the bottom up to the nose."
"Don't talk to the doctor and let me grind."
"Maybe I'll lose my mind and unintentionally tear you apart"
He told her but she wouldn't stop fiddling around elsewhere.
until the wild beast began to roar.
Honey becomes honey, honey becomes honey,
makes the widow who mourns at nine want to.
And so our youth forgot its pains
and in her mind she enthroned very persistent desires.
From the chair they found themselves elsewhere, let's not talk about them;
Why didn't I become a doctor? I cry and regret it.
Finally, he asked him, holding his hand:
"Doctor, tell me, did you get a prison sentence?"
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*I lament [arch. I lament] I lament, I cry bitterly.
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