While leopards crashed my blog by night
The maypole hit the ground
The Virgin Mary smiled again
I wonder what she found.
My analyst has made me pay
For my own transference.
And just to counter this,I say,
Please give me some sense.
My psyche split into ten parts
I am a puzzled jig.
I once was Jewish and they know
I had a thousand wigs.
I like Heinz Kohut,he was kind
He cured my misery.
And now I only have the same
As everyone I see..
Self analysis fails to work
For we need human care.
I had beef sausage for my tea
I wondered what they were.