Robert Burns

  I am not a Burns fanatic but I do have a book of his poems at home and it includes Address To The Toothache.

First verse.

My curse upon your venom'd stang,
That shoots my tortur'd gums alang,
And thro' my lugs gies mony a twang,
                        Wi' gnawing vengeance;
Tearing my nerves wi'  bitter pang,
                        Like racking engines!