There's a Michael Rose poem that ends'[The doctor said]
I don't know what to do
But I have just the shrink for you!
So he squeezed me on the underground
and handed me the tube'
(I don't know what to do
But I have just the shrink for you!
So he squeezed me on the underground
and handed me the tube'
Cadmus has teh uplikn coeds at,
Wed 24 Sep 2003, 10:43,
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