Wait For The Light Poem by Jackie Anderson

Into a office,
taking the WISC Test,
obsessive compulsive disorder kicks in.

So around the corner I go,
someone handed me a referral letter.

Correct me if am wrong.
Spring rolls are made with vermicelli rice noodles
and sping is spam,
that shouldn't be seen within personal e-mails.

Upon reading the letter,
my IQ level was not clear,
so over and under a desk,
I found some unpaid bills.

Oh my this will not do.
An hour has passed
and I can't spare anymore time.

Bye bye now,
see you at our next therapy session.