The good, the bad and the ugly

I just read that Michael Jackson's father Joe thinks his son is murdered. Now I could write some nasty things, including a few superb word jokes, about the King Father of Pop, but even that would be too much attention for the man. (Did you see him smile during the memorial service?) Let's just ask ourselves

Who's bad?

Not Dentaprime.....

Your teeth are mine
Gonna treat them right
You will smile again in broad daylight
I'm telling you
'Bout what I'll do
Gonna place a bridge
And an implant too
Come on, come on,
Say Ah for me
All right...

I'm giving you
A crown or three
The best for teeth
As you will see . . .
I'm telling you
You will look fine
I know for sure
Just look at mine

Well they say a song should rhyme
And I know that is really true
So you come to Dentaprime
And see how we help you . . .

Because we're good, we're good

(You know it, you know it)