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Book 17 Page 50

 

I think I see my therapist yonder

 

I think I see my therapist,

yonder in the shop.

Shall I say hello, shall I! shall I!

or shall I not?

 

What happens if he ignores me?

Or worse still, sees right through me!?

 

O I think Iíll just stay over here and shut my mouth.

And we can talk about it next time when Iím on the therapist couch.

 

 © Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au  dominicj7@poetry.net.au 9/4/00