The Assistant
Training with Doctor Valenzuela was like a piece of cake
I loved it having to clean up a patient’s mouth like raking leaves
I was a dentist assistant
My friends did not see the interest
I like the feeling of helping patients have a beautiful smile
But for I accomplished this I had to get a title
Long hours in school preparing in a biology class
I had to fill my brain up with gas before class
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