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John Thorkild Ellison

Rookie - 41 Points (17/04/51 / Edinburgh)

To Dr X.


I'm getting a little paranoid
At the way you interpret my dreams,
Accusing me of sexy schemes
With all the cunning of a drunk psychiatrist
Who beats his children
'Cos he never gets kissed.

I'm getting rather annoyed -
You tell me not to smoke but to take my pills -
Is this how you get your thrills?
To hell with you and Sigmund Freud
I'm going out to get pissed! !

Submitted: Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, March 01, 2011
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