Crowned

I’ve got a temporary crown
Until my coronation.
In two weeks’ time I’ll get one
Worthy of a true ovation.

It took two shots of Novocain
To render me quite numb;
‘Cause when it comes to dental pain,
I’m wussy as they come.

It serves me right for munching on
Some popcorn late at night.
I heard a crunch and, off the bat,
Knew something wasn’t right.

And so I’m sitting here right now,
With chipmunk cheeks concealing
My temporary crown and waiting
‘Til I’m back to feeling.

‘Cause eating will be quite a joke;
The thought makes me recoil.
Ironic, that I have a crown
But feel so far from royal!