Sigmund Freud Poem by Sam Price

Dr. Freud can you help me?
Can you help me stay alive?
Can you help me make the hurting stop;
I'm constantly buzzing like a bee hive.
Dr. Freud can you save me?
Can you make me stop floating?
Can you make me stop telling lies?
Can you make me stop gloating;
about things I didn't do?
Dr. Freud I'm turning to you.
You my only hope,
Do what ever you can, even filling m up with dope.
Remember Dr Freud I'm doing this of my own free will,
But please Dr. Freud send someone else the bill.