Wisdom Tooth

I’m gonna use my wisdom tooth.

I’m gonna use it to speak some wisdom into this poem,

Use it to bite a whole out of my stupid tongue,

Use it to chip my foolish tooth.

I’m gonna use my wisdom tooth,

I’m gonna fight the pain,

Break through the barriers,

Hitting a vain.

I’m gonna use my common sense in an uncommon degree,

No longer dwelling on the thoughts of other men,

But thoughts of my own.

I’m gonna use my common tooth in an uncommon degree,

No longer dwelling on the swelling or crowding of my mouth,

But using its support to crush even the toughest meat.

I’m gonna brush my wisdom tooth,

Clear all the grime.

All the years of tarnish,

All the years I cried.

All the pain cleansed from my mouth,

All the secrets gone.

I’m gonna brush my wisdom tooth,

Clean all the dirt,

All the plaque of life scrubbed away and rinsed out of my mouth.

I’m gonna let the white enamel shine through and enhance my beautiful smile.