They warned me that deafness
would turn me in on myself,
make me suspicious and sour...
but since my psycho called me
'a bunch of new roses' today
I feel just great. There's nothing like
a compliment from an expert
to cure depression. What a poetic mind!
Michael Shepherd
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0340-leaping-from-the-psychiatrist-s-couch/
