lost teeth

Lost Teeth

Making yet another road, despite telling us not
to drive so much, and I miss Sundays when we
used to drive around just for fun, having lunch
far from home, but I digress. They found big
stones with holes in, turned out to be bad teeth
from giants who used to live around here.
Honey cakes, carob buns and fizzy drinks, never
brushed their teeth and suffered toothache, a lot;
dentistry was practically unknown then. Little did
they know, our giant forefathers, that their rotten
teeth should end up in a museum; that’s the reason,
I think, why academics, those who dig in soil and
write learned books -with pictures in- about their
discoveries, want to be cremated when they die