Heeeere's To Sigmund!

I raise a toast to Sigmund Freud,
A seer who found my skull devoid
Of any trace of neuroplasm,
And in its place a ghastly chasm.

He proved to be a pioneer
Who plumbed the depths of groundless fear;
And when he asked me, “Yoost vas los ist?”
He brought relief to my neurosis.

And so his memory I revere,
With love and honor quite sincere.
He was a thinker so sublime –
And the head shrinker of all time.

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Volume 2, Issue 14, Posted 6:54 PM, 06.12.2010