I remember how I lost my teeth, the wisdom ones
All four at one blow to a drill
And on a tray, I saw, a small hammer, two chisels, and several sizes of pliers
All these weapons of mass destruction
To be wielded by the muscular hand of a jovial young man.
Luckily, I did come to from the general anesthetic
Although I’d signed an ominous waiver indicating
That in the event I didn’t wake up, I wouldn’t hold anyone responsible
If I’d died, then, someone other than I would have ended up not suing on behalf
Of a patient turned corpse who held no one responsible for his demise
My cousin, a personal injury lawyer, scoffed when I mentioned signing my life away
Told me that even if you sign those waivers, they can be overturned
Which made me smile
Until I thought about who might celebrate this victory in my case
Lanning Lee 